Oh that I were where I would be!
Then should I be where I am not;
But where I am, there I must be,
And where I would be I can not.


Hiccory, diccory, dock,
The mouse run up the clock;
The clock struck one, and down he run,
Hiccory, diccory, dock.


Jacky, come give me your fiddle,
If ever you mean to thrive.
Nay, I'll not give my fiddle
To any man alive.

If I should give you my fiddle,
They'll think that I'm gone mad,
For many a joyful day
My fiddle and I have had.


There was a Piper had a Cow,
And he had naught to give her,
He pull'd out his pipes and play'd her a tune,
And bade the cow consider.

The cow considered very well,