Young Roger and Dolly

Young Roger came tapping at Dolly’s window,
Thumpaty, thumpaty, thump!

He asked for admittance; she answered him “No!”
Frumpaty, frumpaty, frump!

“No, no, Roger, no! as you came you may go!”
Stumpaty, stumpaty, stump!

Young night thought

All night long and every night,
When my mama puts out the light,
I see the people marching by,
As plain as day before my eye.

Armies and emperor and kings,
All carrying different kinds of things,
And marching in so grand a way,
You never saw the like by day.

So fine a show was never seen
At the great circus on the green;
For every kind of beast and man
Is marching in that caravan.

As first they move a little slow,
But still the faster on they go,
And still beside me close I keep
Until we reach the town of Sleep.

Young lambs to sell

Young lambs to sell!
Young lambs to sell!

If I’d as much money as I could tell
I never would cry Young lambs to sell!

You shall

You shall have an apple,
You shall have a plum,
You shall have a rattle-basket,
When your dad comes home.

You ride behind

You ride behind and I’ll ride before,
And trot, trot away to Baltimore.

You shall take bread, and I will take honey,
And both of us carry a purse full of money.

You are old Father William

“You are old, Father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head
Do you think, at your age, it is right?”

“In my youth,” Father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door
Pray, what is the reason of that?”

“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment, one shilling the box
Allow me to sell you a couple?”

“You are old,” said the youth, “and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak
Pray how did you manage to do it?”

“In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose,
What made you so awfully clever?”

“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father; “don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you down stairs!”

You are going out to tea today

You are going out to tea today,
So mind how you behave;
Let all accounts I have of you
Be pleasant ones, I crave.

Don’t spill your tea or gnaw your bread,
And don’t tease one another;
And Tommy mustn’t talk too much
Or quarrel with his brother.

Say “If you please” and “Thank you, Nurse;”
Come home at eight o’ clock;
And, Fanny, pray be careful that
You do not tear your frock.

Now, mind your manners, children five,
Attend to what I say;
And then perhaps I’ll let you go
Again another day.

Yesterday upon the stair

Yesterday upon the stair
I saw a man who wasn’t there.

He wasn’t there again today
Oh how I wish he’d go away.

Yankee Doodle Dandy

Yankee Doodle went to town,
Riding on a pony.
He stuck a feather in his cap.
And called it macaroni.
Yankee Doodle, Fa, So, La.
Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Yankee Doodle, Fa, So, La.
Buttermilk and Brandy.

Yankee Doodle went to town,
To but a pair of trousers.
He swore he could not see the town,
For so many houses.
Yankee Doodle, Fa, So, La.
Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Yankee Doodle, Fa, So, La.
Buttermilk and Brandy.