Nievie, nievie, nicknack,
Which hand will ye tak'?
Tak' the right, or tak' the wrong,
I'll beguile ye, if I can.

Oh, Mother, I'm to be married
To Mr. Punchinello,
To Mr. Pun,
To Mr. Chin,
To Mr. Nel,
To Mr. Lo,
Mr. Pun, Mr. Chin, Mr. Nel, Mr. Lo
To Mr. Punchinello.

Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man,
Prick it and bake it as fast as you can.
Prick it, and bake it, and mark it with B,
And put it in the oven for baby and me.