Mother Goose Melodies

Children's Songs & Nursery Rhymes
James Miller Version, Circa 1869

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L ITTLE Jack Horner sat in the corner, Eating a Christmas pie: He put in his thumb, and puird out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!"
W E'RE all dry with drinking on't, ' We're all dry with drinking on't; The piper kissed the fiddler's wife, And I can't sleep for thinking on't.
T HERE was a butcher cut his thumb, When it did bleed, blood did come.