Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty black cocks baked in a pie! When the pie was opened the cocks began to sing, Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty black cocks baked in a pie!
When the pie was opened the cocks began to sing,
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?