Dance little baby, dance up high,
Never mind baby, mother is nigh;
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There little baby, there...you go;
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground
Backwards and forwards, round and round. 
Dance little baby, mother will sing,
With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding.

Here sits the Lord Mayor.........................forehead. 
Here sits his two men ......................eyes. 
Here sits the cock...............................right cheek. 
Here sits the hen...........................left cheek. 
Here sit the little chickens.....................tip of nose. 
Here they run in............................mouth
Chin-chopper, chin-chopper, chin-chopper, chin!..chuck the chin.

To market, To market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, jiggety jig. 
To market, To market, to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety jog.

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.

Swan, swan, over the sea;
Swim, swan, swim. 
Swan, swan, back again;
Well swam, swan.

Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;
All the king’s horses, and all the king’s men,
Cannot put Humpty-Dumpty together again.

I had a little hobby horse,
     And it was dapple grey;
Its head was made of pea-straw,
     Its tail was made of hay. 
I sold it to an old woman
     For a copper groat;
And I’ll not sing my song again
     Without a new coat.

Handy Spanky, Jack-a-dandy,
Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy;
He bought some at a grocer’s shop. 
And out he came, hop-hop-hop.

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick;
And Jack jump over the candlestick.

Little Tom Tucker sings for his supper;
What shall he eat?  White bread an butter. 
How shall he cut it without e’er a knife? 
How will he marry without e’er a wife?

Three straws on a staff
Would make a baby cry and laugh.

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross,
To see an old lady ride on a white horse,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes. 
So she makes music wherever she goes.

How many days has my baby to play? 
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday, Monday.

Dickery, Dickery, Dock! 
The mouse ran up the clock;
The clock struck One! 
And down the mouse ran,
Dickery, Dickery, Dock!

Some little mice sat in a barn to spin;
Pussy came by, and popped her head in;
“Shall I come in, and cut your threads off?”
“Oh, no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off!”

Needles and pins, needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble begins.

Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John,
He went to bed with his stockings on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.