| And so the teacher turned him out, |
| But still he lingered near, |
| And waited patiently about |
| Till Mary did appear. |
| "What makes the lamb love Mary so?" |
| The eager children cry. |
| "Oh, Mary loves the lamb, you know." |
| The teacher did reply. |
| A diller, a dollar, |
| A ten o' clock scholar, |
| What makes you come so soon? |
| You used to come at ten o'clock, |
| But now you come at noon. |
| 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. |
