Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had another and didn't lover her;
Peter learnt to read and spell,
And then he loved her very well.
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To draw a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
There was an old man,
And he had a calf,
And that's half;
He took him out of the stall,
And put him on the wall,
And that's all.
There was a little man,
And he had a little gun,
And his bullets were made of lead,
He shot John Sprig
Through the middle of his wig,
And knocked it right off his head.
Goosey, goosey, gander, where dost thou wander?
Up stairs and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber;
There I met an old man that would not say his prayers,
I took him by his hind legs and threw him down stairs.
The girl in the lane,
That couldn't speak plain,
Cried, Gobble, gobble, gobble;
The man on the hill,
That couldn't stand still,
Went, hobble, hobble, hobble.