Oh, dear, what can the matter be? 
Oh, my pretty cock, oh, my handsome cock
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man
Old King Cole
Old Mother Goose, when
Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Twitchett had but one eye
“Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?”
Once I saw a little bird
One, he loves; two, he loves
One misty moisty morning
One, two, buckle my shoe
One, two, three, four, five
1,2,3,4,5! 
On Saturday night
Over the water
Over the water, and over the sea

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
Pease porridge hot
Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
Piping hot, smoking hot
Polly, put the kettle on
Poor old Robinson Crusoe! 
Pretty John Watts
Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings
Pussy-cat Mew jumped over a coal
“Pussy-cat, pussy-cat”
Pussy-cat sits by the fire

Rain, rain, go away
Rain, rain, go to Spain
Read my riddle, I pray
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross
Ride away, ride away
Ring a ring o’ roses
“Robert Barnes, my fellow fine”
Robin-a-Bobbin
Robin and Richard were two pretty men
Robin Hood, Robin Hood
Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green

Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market? 
See a pin and pick it up
See-saw, Margery Daw
See, see!  What shall I see? 
Shoe the colt
Simple Simon met a pieman
Sing a song of sixpence
Sing, sing, what shall I sing? 
Sleep, baby, sleep
Solomon Grundy
Swan, swan, over the sea

Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief
The cock’s on the housetop blowing his horn
The dove says coo, coo, what shall I do? 
The fair maid who, the first of May
The girl in the lane, that couldn’t speak plain
The greedy man is he who sits
The hart he love’s the high wood
The King of France went up the hill
The little robin grieves
The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown
The Man in the Moon came tumbling down
The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon
The man in the wilderness
The north wind doth blow
The Queen of Hearts
There came an old woman from France
There dwelt an old woman at Exeter
There’s a neat little clock
There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile
There was a fat man of Bombay
There was a little boy and a little girl
There was a little girl who had a little curl
There was a little man
There was a little man, and he had a little gun
There was a little woman, as I’ve been told
There was a man and he had naught
There was a man in our town
There was an old man
There was an old man of Tobago
There was an old woman
There was an old woman, and what do you think? 
There was an old woman, as I’ve heard tell
There was an old woman had three sons
There was an old woman in Surrey
There was an old woman of Gloucester