«·SHALL WE GO A-SHEARING? · THE COCK AND THE HEN·»
GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER
Goosey, goosey, gander,
Whither dost thou wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady’s chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldn’t say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down the stairs.
«·SHALL WE GO A-SHEARING? · THE COCK AND THE HEN·»