Ding dong! ding dong!
I'll sing you a song;
'Tis about a little mouse;
He looked very cunning,
As I saw him running
About my father's house.
Ding dong! ding dong!
I'll sing you a song
About my little Kitty;
She's speckled all over,
And I know you'll love her,
For she is very pretty.
Ding dong! ding dong!
I have sung my song;
Now give me a little kiss;
I'll sing you another,
Some time or other,
That is prettier than this.
THE LITTLE BOY'S MAY DAY SONG.
"The flowers are blooming every where,
On every hill and dell;
And O, how beautiful they are!
How fresh and sweet they smell!"
"The little brooks, they dance along,
And look so free and gay,
I love to hear their pleasant song;
I feel as glad as they."
"The young lambs bleat and frisk about,
The bees hum round their hive,
The butterflies are coming out;
'Tis good to be alive."
"The trees, that looked so stiff and gray,
With green wreaths now are hung;
O mother, let me laugh and play;
I cannot hold my tongue."
"See yonder bird spread out his wings,
And mount the clear blue skies,
And mark how merrily he sings,
As far away he flies."
"Go forth, my child, and laugh and play,
And let your cheerful voice
With birds, and brooks, and merry May,
Cry loud, Rejoice! rejoice!"