Little Tom Tucker
Little Tom Tucker
Sings for his supper;
What shall we give him?
White bread and butter.
How can he cut it
Without e’er a knife?
How can he marry
Without e’er a wife?
A Frog He Would A-Wooing Go
1 A frog he would a wooing go
“Heigh-ho!” said Rowley;
A frog he would a wooing go,
Whether his mother would let him, or no,
With a rowly, powly, gammon and spinach,
“Heigh-ho!” said Anthony Rowley
Off he set with his opera hat,
“Heigh-ho!” said Rowley;
Off he set with his opera hat,
And on the road he met with a rat,
With a rowly, powly, &c
Soon they arrived at the mouse’s hall,
They gave a loud tap, and they gave a loud call,
With a rowly, powly, &c.
“Pray Mr. Frog will you give us a song?
Let the subject be something that’s not over long,”
With a rowly, powly, &c
“Indeed, Mrs. Mouse!” replied the frog,
“A cold has made me as hoarse as a hog,”
With a rowly, powly, &c
“Since you have caught cold, Mr. Frog,” mousy said,
“I’ll sing you a song that I have just made,”
With a rowly, powly, &c
As they were in glee and merry making
A cat and her kittens came tumbling in
With a rowly, powly, &c.
The cat she seized the rat by the crown
The kittens they pulled the little mouse down,
With a rowly, powly, &c.
This put Mr. Frog in a terrible fright,
He took up his hat and he wished them good-night,
With a rowly, powly, &c
As froggy was crossing it over a brook,
A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up
With a rowly, powly, &c
So here is an end of one, two and three,
“Heigh-ho!” said Rowley;
So here is an end of one, two and three
The rat, the mouse, and the little froggy,
With a rowly, powly, &c.