Showing posts with label Rhymes .... Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rhymes .... Show all posts

Friday, 12 March 2010

I hear thunder ...


I hear Thunder, I hear Thunder,
Oh don’t you ? Oh, don’t you ?
Pitter-patter raindrops,
Pitter-Patter raindrops
I’m wet through,
I’m wet through.

Saturday, 19 September 2009

Hush little baby ...

Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird


And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass


And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat


And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull


And if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's going to buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Mama's going to buy you a horse and cart.

And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town.