Robin Redbreast
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer,
For Summer’s nearly done;
The garden smiling faintly,
Cool breezes in the sun;
Our Thrushes now are silent,
Our Swallows flown away,
But Robin’s here, in coat of brown,
With ruddy breast-knot gay.
Robin, Robin Redbreast,
O Robin dear!
Robin singing sweetly
In the falling of the year.
Bright yellow, red, and orange,
The leaves come down in hosts;
The trees are Indian Princes,
But soon they’ll turn to Ghosts;
The scanty pears and apples
Hang russet on the bough,
It’s Autumn, Autumn, Autumn late,
‘Twill soon be Winter now.
Robin, Robin, Redbreast,
O Robin dear!
And welaway! my Robin,
For pinching times are near.
The fireside for the Cricket,
The wheatstack for the Mouse,
When trembling night-winds whistle
And moan all round the house;
The frosty ways like iron,
The branches plumed with snow,
Alas! in Winter, dead and dark,
Where can poor Robin go?
Robin, Robin Redbreast,
O Robin dear!
And ‘a crumb of bread for Robin,
His little heart to cheer.
Robin Redbreast
Little Robin Redbreast
sat upon a hurdle,
With a pair of speckled legs
and a green girdle.
Robin Hood, Robin Hood
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Is in the mickle wood!
Little John, Little John,
He to the town is gone.
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Telling his beads,
All in the greenwood
Among the green weeds.
Little John, Little John,
If he comes no more,
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
We shall fret full sore!
Robin and Richard
Robin and Richard were two pretty men;
They lay in bed till the clock struck ten;
Then up starts Robin and looks at the sky:
“Oh, brother Richard, the sun’s very high!
You go on with the bottle and bag,
And I’ll follow after on jolly Jack Nag.”
Robert Barnes
Robert Barnes, fellow fine,
Can you shoe this horse of mine?
Yes, good sir, that I can,
As well as any other man.
Here’s a nail and there’s a prod.
And, now, good sir, your horse is shod.
Ring around the rosy
Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
“Ashes, Ashes”
We all fall down!
Ring-a-Ring o’Rosies
A Pocket full of Posies
“A-tishoo! A-tishoo!”
We all fall Down!
Ring a ring a roses
Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo, a-tishoo!
We all fall down.
Mummy in the teapot,
Daddy in the cup,
Baby in the saucer,
We all jump up.
Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo, a-tishoo!
We all fall down.
The cows are in the meadow,
Eating buttercups,
A-tishoo, a-tishoo!
We all jump up.
Riding to market
Ride a cock horse to Coventry cross,
To see what Emma can buy;
A penny white cake I’ll buy for her sake,
And a two penny apple pie.
Ride, baby, ride
Ride, baby, ride,
Pretty baby shall ride,
And have a little puppy dog tied to his side,
And a little pussy cat tied to the other,
And away he shall ride to see his grandmother.
Ride away, ride away
Ride away, ride away,
Johnny shall ride,
And he shall have pussy-cat
Tied to one side;
And he shall have little dog
Tied to the other,
And Johnny shall ride
To see his grandmother.
Ride a cockhorse to Banbury Cross
Ride a cockhorse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers,
And bells on her toes,
She shall have music,
Wherever she goes.
Ride a cockhorse
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.
Remember remember
Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot.
Rainbow
There is a rainbow in the sky,
On the arch where the tempests trod;
God wrote it ere the world was dry:
‘Tis the autograph of God.
Rain on the green grass.
Rain on the green grass.
Rain on the tree.
Rain on the house top,
But not upon me!
Rain
The rain is falling all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
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