| HUSH-a-bye, baby, on the tree top, |
| When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; |
| When the bough bends, the cradle will fall. |
| Down will come baby, cradle, and all. |
| CURRAHOO, curr dhoo, |
| Love me, and I'll love you! |
| [Imitate a Pigeon] |
| WHEN the days begin to lengthen |
| The cold begins to strengthen. |
| CANTALOUPES! Cantaloupes! What is the price? |
| Eight for a dollar, and all very nice. |
| PAT-A-CAKE, pat-a-cake, baker's man! |
| Make me a cake as fast as you can: |
| Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, |
| And there will be enough for Baby and me. |
| AS I was going to St. Ives, |
| I met a man with seven wives, |
| Every wife had seven sacks, |
| Every sack had seven cats, |
| Every cat had seven kits: |
| Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, |
| How many were there going to St. Ives? |
| [One] |
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