Three children sliding on the ice,
All on a summer's day,
As it fell out they all fell in,
The rest they ran away.
Now had these children been at home,
Or sliding on dry ground,
Ten thousand pounds to one penny
They had not all been drowned.
You parents all that children have,
And you, too, that have none,
If you would have them safe abroad,
Pray keep them safe at home.
THE WONDERFUL DERBY RAM.
As I was going to Derby all on a market day,
I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay;
Upon hay, upon hay, upon hay;
I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay.
This ram was fat behind, sir, this ram was fat before;
This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more;
No more, no more, no more;
This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more.
The horns that grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous high,
As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky;
The sky, the sky, the sky;
As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.
The tail that grew from his back, sir, was six yards and an ell;
And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell;
The bell, the bell, the bell;
And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell.