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I'm an old cowhand
----------------------------------------From the Rio Grande And I learned to ride before I learnt to stand. I know all the songs that the cowboys know 'Bout the big corral where the dogies go 'Cos I learnt them all on the radio Yippee-ai-o-kai-eh I'm an old cowhand From the Rio Grande But my legs ain't bowed and my cheeks ain't tanned. I'm a cowbow who never saw a cow; Never roped a steer 'cos I don't know how And I sure ain't fixin' to start in now Yippee-ai-o-kai-eh I'm an old cowhand From the Rio Grande From the Rio Grande I'm an old cowhand I would think by now you would understand That this song is all about an old cow hand An old cowhand from the Rio Grande From the Rio Grande Yippee-ai-o-kai-eh Yahoo, hey Yippee-ai-o-kai-eh [Edit 1 times, last edit by Former Member at Feb 4, 2008 9:12:18 PM] |
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Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns!
One a penny two a penny - Hot cross buns If you have no daughters, give them to your sons One a penny two a penny - Hot cross buns |
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They were only playing leapfrog,
They were only playing leapfrog, They were only playing leapfrog, When the one staff officer jumped over the other staff officer's back. |
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Wouldn't it be fun to be a little mouse instead of me?
I'd slip about the house at night and never need a bit of light! I'd nibble this and nibble that and tweak the tail of our old cat. And as for all the traps they'd set, I'd be the mouse they'd never get |
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Goliath of Gath, with hith helmet of bwath,
Wath parking hith ath on Ithwael’s gween gwath, When along came young David who thaid, “What a cheek! I’ll thock you, I’ll knock you wight into necktht week." He thnuck with hith cwook to a nook by a bwook, Thickth pebbles he took for to thmite the old thmuck. He thwung them, he thlung them; they thoared thtwaight and thwift And thmack in the eye hole the giant wath biffed. Goliath wath gored; he bellowed and roared. Hith bloody eye poured as he dwopped hith thteel thord And David he thwung it and thtruck off hith head And all Ithwael shouted, “The blighter ith dead!” |
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Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse; With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever she goes. |
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The Queen of Hearts, she had some tarts
And was she glad she had 'em They did her proud, she called out loud 'I'm glad you call me "madam".' |
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The Greens, The Greens, can't play for beans,
The Blues, The Blues, they always lose' The Reds, The Reds, They P the beds, But the Yellers, the Yellers, they're bloody good fellers. |
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Little boy blue, come blow on your horn
The sheep's in the meadow, the cows' in the corn; Where's the little boy who looks after the sheep He's deep in the haystack with little Bo Peep. |
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Old King Cole
Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Gunners three. Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery. Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Bombardiers three. Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Sergeants three Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Sar-Majors three Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Subalterns three I do all the work said the Subaltern Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Captains three. When do I get my leave said the Captain I do all the work said the Subaltern Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Majors three. Where have you put my Guns said the Major? When do I get my leave said the Captain I do all the work said the Subaltern Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Colonels three. Blah, Blah, Blah said the Colonel Where have you put my Guns said the Major? When do I get my leave said the Captain I do all the work said the Subaltern Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardier Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery Now Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for is pipe in the middle of the night and he called for his Padres three. God save our gracious Queen said the Padre Blah, Blah, Blah said the Colonel Where have you put my Guns said the Major? When do I get my leave said the Captain I do all the work said the Subaltern Charge that man said the Sergeant Major Move to the right in Threes said the Sergeant Bubble Line Level Line Bubble said the Bombardiers Beer Beer Beer said the Gunners, Merry merry men are we; There's none so fair as can compare with the Royal Artillery. |
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