  Gay go up, and gay go down To ring the bells of London Town. Bull's Eye Bull's eyes and targets, Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.
Two sticks and an apple, Say the bells at Whitechapel. and an apple Halfpence and farthings, Say the bells of St. Martin's. Oranges and lemons Oranges and Lemons, Say the bells of St. Clement's. Father Bald Pate Old Father Baldpate, Say the slow bells at Aldgate. Pokers and tongs, Say the bells of St. John's. Kettles and pans, Say the bells of St. Ann's.
I'm sure I don't know I am sure I don't know, Says the great bell of Bow. Here comes a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head. Goosey, Goosey |
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