Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboardTo fetch her poor dog a bone;But when she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.
She went to the baker'sTo buy him some bread;But when she came backThe poor dog was dead.
She went to the joiner'sTo buy him a coffin;But when she came backThe poor dog was laughing.
She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe;But when she came backHe was smoking a pipe.
She went to the alehouseTo get him some beer,But when she came backThe dog sat in a chair.
She went to the tavernFor white wine and red,But when she came backThe dog stood on his head.
She went to the grocer'sTo buy him some fruit;But when she came backHe was playing the flute.
She went to the tailor'sTo buy him a coat,But when she came backHe was riding the goat.
She went to the hatter'sTo buy him a hat;But when she came backHe was feeding the cat.
She went to the barber'sTo buy him a wig,But when she came backHe was dancing a jig.
She went to the cobbler's To buy him some shoes,But when she came backHe was reading the news.
She went to the seamstressTo buy him some linen,But when she came backThe dog was a-spinnin'.
She went to the hosier'sTo buy him some hose,But when she came backHe was dressed in his clothes.
The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, "Your servant."The dog said, "Bow wow!"
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