Sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
the birds began to sing.
Wasn’t that a dainty dish to set
before the king?
The king was
in his counting house
counting out his money.
The queen was in the parlor
eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes.
There came a little blackbird
and pecked off her nose.
Sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
the birds began to sing.
Wasn’t that a dainty dish to set
before the king?
The king was
in his counting house
counting out his money.
The queen was in the parlor
eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes.
There came a little blackbird
and pecked off her nose.
