42
The two grey
Kits,
And the grey Kits' mother,
All went over
The bridge
together.
The bridge broke down,
They all fell in,
May the rats go with
you,
Says Tom Bolin.
43
Hark! hark! the
dogs do bark,
The beggars have come to town;
Some in rags, and some in
tags,
And some in velvet gowns.
44
Diddle diddle
dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his breeches on,
One stocking off,
and one stocking on,
Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.
45
As I was going to
Derby upon a market day,
I met the finest ram, sir, that ever fed on
hay,
On hay, on hay, on hay,
I met the finest ram, sir, that ever fed on
hay.
This ram was fat behind, sir; this ram was fat before;
This ram was ten
yards round, sir; indeed he was not more.
No more, no more, no more;
This
ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more.
The horns grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous high,
As I've been
plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.
The sky, the sky, the
sky,
As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.
The tail grew on his back, sir, was six yards and an ell,
And it was sent
to Derby to toll the market bell,
The bell, the bell, the bell,
And it was
sent to Derby to toll the market bell.
