Gateway to the Classics: The Real Mother Goose by Blanche Fisher Wright
 
The Real Mother Goose by  Blanche Fisher Wright


[Illustration]

Heigh-Ho, the Carrion Crow

A carrion crow sat on an oak,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,

Watching a tailor shape his cloak;

Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!


Wife, bring me my old bent bow,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,

That I may shoot yon carrion crow;

Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!



[Illustration]


The tailor he shot, and missed his mark,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!

And shot his own sow quite through the heart;

Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!


Wife! bring brandy in a spoon,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!

For our old sow is in a swoon;

Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,

Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!


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