Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes
Nursery Rhymes Indexed A to Z - Nursery Rhymes that begin with "B"

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Some Mother Goose Rhymes that begin with "B".

Left column: /Baa, Baa, Black Sheep / Baby Dolly / The Balloon / Banbury Cross / Bandy Legs / Barber / Bat, Bat / Bedtime / Bees / Bell Horses / Belleisle / The Bells / Bessy Bell and Mary Gray / Betty Blue / Billy, Billy /

Right column: / The Bird Scarer / Birds of a Feather / The Black Hen / The Blacksmith / Blue Bell Boy / Bobby Shaftoe / Bobby Snook / Boy and Girl / Boy and the Sparrow / The Boy in the Barn / The Bunch of Blue Ribbons / Burnie Bee / Butterfly, Butterfly / Buttons / Bye, Baby Bunting /


BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full;

One for my master,
One for my dame,
But none for the little boy
Who cries in the lane.

BABY DOLLY
Hush, baby, my dolly, I pray you don’t cry,
And I’ll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by;
Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart,
Then to either you’re welcome, with all my heart.


THE BALLOON

“What is the news of the day,
Good neighbor, I pray?”
“They say the balloon
Is gone up to the moon!”

BANBURY CROSS
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see an old lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.

BANDY LEGS
As I was going to sell my eggs
I met a man with bandy legs,
Bandy legs and crooked toes;
I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose.

BARBER
Barber, barber, shave a pig.
How many hairs will make a wig?
Four and twenty; that’s enough.
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.


BAT, BAT

Bat, bat,
Come under my hat,
And I’ll give you a slice of bacon;
And when I bake
I’ll give you a cake
If I am not mistaken.


BEDTIME

The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon,
Looked out of the moon and said,
“’Tis time for all children on the earth
To think about getting to bed!”


BEES

A swarm of bees in May
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly.

BELL HORSES
Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day?
One o’clock, two o’clock, three and away.

BELLEISLE
At the siege of Belleisle
I was there all the while,
All the while, all the while,
At the siege of Belleisle.


THE BELLS

“You owe me five shillings,”
Say the bells of St. Helen’s.
“When will you pay me?”
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
“When I grow rich,”
Say the bells of Shoreditch.
“When will that be?”
Say the bells of Stepney.
“I do not know,”
Says the great Bell of Bow.
“Two sticks in an apple,”
Ring the bells of Whitechapel.
“Halfpence and farthings,”
Say the bells of St. Martin’s.
“Kettles and pans,”
Say the bells of St. Ann’s.
“Brickbats and tiles,”
Say the bells of St. Giles.
“Old shoes and slippers,”
Say the bells of St. Peter’s.
“Pokers and tongs,”
Say the bells of St. John’s.

BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY
Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,
They were two bonny lasses;
They built their house upon the lea,
And covered it with rushes.

Bessy kept the garden gate,
And Mary kept the pantry;
Bessy always had to wait,
While Mary lived in plenty.


BETTY BLUE

Little Betty Blue
Lost her holiday shoe;
What shall little Betty do?
Give her another
To match the other
And then she’ll walk upon two.

BILLY, BILLY
“Billy, Billy, come and play,
While the sun shines bright as day.”

“Yes, my Polly, so I will,
For I love to please you still.”

“Billy, Billy, have you seen
Sam and Betsy on the green?”

“Yes, my Poll, I saw them pass,
Skipping o’er the new-mown grass.”

“Billy, Billy, come along,
And I will sing a pretty song.”

 

THE BIRD SCARER
Away, birds, away!
Take a little and leave a little,
And do not come again;
For if you do,
I will shoot you through,
And there will be an end of you.


BIRDS OF A FEATHER

Birds of a feather flock together,
And so will pigs and swine;
Rats and mice will have their choice,
And so will I have mine.

THE BLACK HEN
Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen doth lay.

THE BLACKSMITH
“Robert Barnes, My fellow fine,
Can you shoe this horse of mine?”
“Yes, good sir, that I can,
As well as any other man;
There’s a nail, and there’s a prod,
Now, good sir, your horse is shod.”

BLUE BELL BOY
I had a little boy,
And called him Blue Bell;
Gave him a little work,
He did it very well.

I bade him go upstairs
To bring me a gold pin;
In coal scuttle fell he,
Up to his little chin.

He went to the garden
To pick a little sage;
He tumbled on his nose,
And fell into a rage.

He went to the cellar
To draw a little beer;
And quickly did return
To say there was none there.

BOBBY SHAFTOE
Bobby Shaftoe’s gone to sea,
With silver buckles on his knee:
He’ll come back and marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe!
Bobby Shaftoe’s fat and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair;
He’s my love for evermore,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.

BOBBY SNOOKS
Little Bobby Snooks was fond of his books,
And loved by his usher and master;
But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,
And carries his nose in a plaster.

BOY AND GIRL
There was a little boy and a little girl
Lived in an alley;
Says the little boy to the little girl,
“Shall I, oh, shall I?”
Says the little girl to the little boy,
“What shall we do?”
Says the little boy to the little girl,
“I will kiss you.”


BOY AND THE SPARROW

A little cock-sparrow sat on a green tree,
And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he;
A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,
Determined to shoot this little cock-sparrow.
“This little cock-sparrow shall make me a stew,
And his giblets shall make me a little pie, too.”
“Oh, no,” says the sparrow “I won’t make a stew.”
So he flapped his wings and away he flew.

THE BOY IN THE BARN
A little boy went, into a barn,
And lay down on some hay.
An owl came out, and flew about,
And the little boy ran away.


THE BUNCH OF BLUE RIBBONS

Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Johnny’s so long at the fair.

He promised he’d buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,
He promised he’d buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,
He promised he’d buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,
To tie up my bonny brown hair.

BURNIE BEE
Burnie bee, burnie bee,
Tell me when your wedding be?
If it be to-morrow day,
Take your wings and fly away.

BUTTERFLY, BUTTERFLY
Butterfly, butterfly,
Whence do you come?
"I know not, I ask not,
Nor ever had a home."
Butterfly, butterfly,
Where do you go?
"Where the sun shines,
And where the buds grow."


BUTTONS

Buttons, a farthing a pair!
Come, who will buy them of me?
They’re round and sound and pretty,
And fit for girls of the city.
Come, who will buy them of me?
Buttons, a farthing a pair!


BYE, BABY BUNTING

Bye, baby bunting,
Father’s gone a-hunting,
Mother’s gone a-milking,
Sister’s gone a-silking,
And brother’s gone to buy a skin
To wrap the baby bunting in.
 

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