A Frog He Would A-Wooing Go

A Frog he would a-wooing go,

Whether his mother would let him or no,

So off he set in his coat and hat,

And on the way he met a Rat.

"Please, Mr. Rat, will you go with me,

Good Mrs. Mousie for to see?"

When they came to the door of Mousie's hole,

They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call.

"Please, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?"

"Oh, yes, dear sirs, I am sitting to spin."

"Please, Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer,

For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer?"

"Please, Mr. Frog, will you give us a song,

But let it be something that's not very long?"

But while they were making a terrible din,

The cat and her kittens came tumbling in.

The cat she seized Mr. Rat by the crown,

The kittens they pulled Mrs. Mousie down.

This put Mr. Frog in a terrible fright,

He took up his hat and he wished them good-night.

But as Froggy was crossing over a brook,

A lily-white duck came and swallowed him up;

And that was the end of One, Two, and Three,—

The Rat, the Mouse, and the little Froggie.