LXIII.

[The following is a Scotch version of the same song.]

THERE was a wee bit wifie,

Who lived in a shoe;
She had so many bairns,

She kenn'd na what to do.

She gaed to the market

To buy a sheep-head;

When she came back

They were a' lying dead.
She went to the wright

To get them a coffin;
When she came back

They were a' lying laughing.

She gaed up the stair,

To ring the bell;

The bell-rope broke,

And down she fell.

LXIV.

TAFFY was a Welchman, Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house, and stole a piece of beef:
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home;
Taffy came to my house, and stole a marrow-bone.

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in; Taffy came to my house, and stole a silver pin:

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,

I took up a poker and flung it at his head.

LXV.

OLD Dr. Foster went to Gloster,
To preach the word of God:

When he came there, he sat in his chair,

And

gave all the people a nod.

LXVI.

MARY had a pretty bird,

Feathers bright and yellow,
Slender legs,-upon my word
He was a pretty fellow.

The sweetest note he always sung,
Which much delighted Mary;

She often where the cage was hung,
Sate to hear her canary.

LXVII.

THE carrion crow, he sat upon an oak, And he called the tailor a cheating folk; "Sing heigho, the carrion crow,

Fol de rol, de rol, de rol, de rhino."

Wife, fetch me my good strong bow,
That I may kill the carrion crow.
"Sing heigho," &c.

The tailor shot, and missed his mark,

And shot the old sow through the heart.

[Another version of one given p. 23.]

THERE was an old woman sat spinning, And that's the first beginning;

She had a calf,

And that's half;

She took it by the tail,

And threw it over the wall,

And that's all!

LXIX.

SOME little mice sat in a barn to spin;

Pussy came by, and she popped her head in: "Shall I come in, and cut your threads off?" "Oh! no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off!”

LXX.

THREE blind mice, the three blind mice,

They all ran after the farmer's wife,

Who cut off their tails with the carving-knife.

Once pulled the devil by the nose,

With red-hot tongs, which made him roar,

That he was heard ten miles or more.

LXXII.

As I was walking o'er little Moorfields,
I saw St. Paul's a running on wheels,

With a fee, fo, fum.

Then for further frolics I'll go to France,

While Jack shall sing and his wife shall dance, With a fee, fo, fum.

LXXIII.

TOMMY TROT, a man of law,
Sold his bed and lay upon straw :
Sold the straw and slept on grass,
To buy his wife a looking-glass.

LXXIV.

THERE was a lady lov'd a swine,

Honey, quoth she,

Pig, Hog, wilt thou be mine?

Hoogh, quoth he.

I'll build thee a silver sty,

Honey, quoth she;

And in it thou shalt lie,

Hoogh, quoth he.

Pinn'd with a silver pin,

Honey, quoth she;

That you may go out and in,
Hoogh, quoth he.

Wilt thou have me now,

Honey? quoth she;

Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh, quoth he,

And went his way.