Classic Nursery Rhymes

**Classic Nursery Rhymes** is a UK DVD release by Universal Pictures Video on 10th May 2004.

## Description

A collection of over 60 classic nursery rhymes, playsongs and learning chants brought to life through song, verse and beautiful illustrations. Introduced by Darren Day.

## List of Nursery Rhymes

1. Humpty Dumpty
2. Mary Had a Little Lamb
3. Ride a Cock Horse
4. Ring a Ring a Roses
5. Simple Simon
6. Baa Baa Black Sheep
7. Dance to Your Daddy
8. Who Killed Cock Robin?
9. Hey Diddle Diddle
10. I Saw a Ship A Sailing
11. Dr Foster Went to Gloucester
12. Little Piggy Went to Market
13. Wee Willie Winkie
14. Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat
15. Oranges and Lemons
16. Old King Cole
17. There was a Crooked Man
18. Hot Cross Buns
19. Three Blind Mice
20. If All the Seas Were One Sea
21. What Are Little Boys Made Of?
22. Little Tommy Tucker
23. Yankee Doodle
24. The House that Jack Built
25. Sing a Song of Sixpence
26. Little Bo Peep
27. Hickory Dickory Dock
28. Cock a Doodle Doo
29. Polly Put the Kettle On
30. Pat a Cake, Pat a Cake Bakers Man
31. Tom he Was the Pipers Son
32. Two Legs Sat Upon Three Legs
33. Rock a Bye Baby
34. As I Was Going to St Ives
35. Jack Be Nimble
36. Lucy Locket
37. Pease Porridge Hot
38. A Cat Came a Fiddling
39. Handy Spandy Jack a Dandy
40. Hush a Bye Baby
41. There Was an Old Woman
42. Goosey Goosey Gander
43. If All the World Were Paper
44. Little Miss Muffet
45. Where Are You Going to My Pretty Young Maid?
46. Mary Mary
47. Peter Piper
48. The Grand Old Duke of York
49. Old Mother Hubbard
50. Come Let's to Bed
51. Punch and Judy
52. See Saw Margery Daw
53. Rub a Dub Dub
54. One Two
55. Queen of Hearts
56. Two Little Dickie Birds
57. The Cock Crows in the Morning
58. 1 2 3 4 5
59. Three Young Rats
60. Boys and Girls Come Out to Play
61. I Saw Three Ships a Sailing
62. Little Boy Blue
63. London Bridge is Falling Down
64. The North Wind Doth Blow
65. Jack and Jill

## Transcript

Hello, I'm Darren Day, welcome to a collection of my favourite nursery rhymes. Have a sing-along with me if you want and here's the first one, the one and only Humpty Dumpty.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again

Mary had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow;

And everywhere that Mary went

The lamb was sure to go.

It followed her to school one day

That was against the rule;

It made the children laugh and play,

To see a lamb at school.

And so the teacher turned it out,

But still it lingered near;

And waited patiently about

Till Mary did appear

"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"

The eager children cry;

"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"

The teacher did reply.

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

Ring-a-ring o' roses,

A pocket full of posies,

A-tishoo! A-tishoo!

We all fall down

Simple Simon met a pieman,

Going to the fair;

Says Simple Simon to the pieman,

“Let me taste your ware.”

Says the pieman to Simple Simon,

“Show me first your penny,”

Says Simple Simon to the pieman,

“Indeed, I have not any.”

Simple Simon went a-fishing

For to catch a whale;

All the water he had got

Was in his mother’s pail!

Simple Simon went to look

If plums grew on a thistle;

He pricked his fingers very much,

Which made poor Simon whistle.

He went for water in a sieve,

But soon it ran all through;

And now poor Simple Simon

Bids you all adieu.

Baa, baa, black sheep,

Have you any wool?

Yes sir, yes sir,

Three bags full.

One for the master,

And one for the dame,

One for the little boy

Who lives down the lane

Dance to your Daddy, my little laddie

Dance to your Daddy my little man

You shall have a fishy on a little dishy

You shall have a fishy when the boat comes in

Who killed Cock Robin?

I, said the Sparrow,

with my bow and arrow,

I killed Cock Robin.

Who saw him die?

I, said the Fly,

with my little eye,

I saw him die.

Who caught his blood?

I, said the Fish,

with my little dish,

I caught his blood.

Who’ll make the shroud?

I, said the Beetle,

with my thread and needle,

I’ll make the shroud.

Who’ll dig his grave?

I, said the Owl,

with my pick and shovel,

I’ll dig his grave.

Who’ll be the parson?

I, said the Rook,

with my little book,

I’ll be the parson.

Who’ll be the clerk?

I, said the Lark,

if it’s not in the dark,

I’ll be the clerk.

Who’ll carry the link?

I, said the Linnet,

I’ll fetch it in a minute,

I’ll carry the link.

Who’ll be chief mourner?

I, said the Dove,

I mourn for my love,

I’ll be chief mourner.

Who’ll carry the coffin?

I, said the Kite,

if it’s not through the night,

I’ll carry the coffin.

Who’ll bear the pall?

We, said the Wren,

both the cock and the hen,

We’ll bear the pall.

Who’ll sing a psalm?

I, said the Thrush,

as she sat on a bush,

I’ll sing a psalm.

Who’ll toll the bell?

I, said the Bull,

because I can pull,

I’ll toll the bell.

All the birds of the air

fell a-singing and sobbing,

when they heard the bell toll

for poor Cock Robin.

Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle,

The cow jumped over the moon.

The little dog laughed to see such fun

And the dish ran away with the spoon!

I saw a ship a-sailing,

A-sailing on the sea.

And, oh, but it was laden

With pretty things for thee.

There were comfits in the cabin,

And apples in the hold,

The sails were made of silk,

And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors,

That stood between the decks,

Were four-and-twenty white mice,

With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck,

With a packet on his back,

And when the ship began to move,

The captain said, "Quack! Quack!"

Doctor Foster went to Gloucester,

In a shower of rain;

He stepped in a puddle,

Right up to his middle,

And never went there again.

This little piggy went to the market,

This little piggy stayed home,

This little piggy had roast beef,

This little piggy had none,

And this little piggy cried wee wee wee wee I can't find my way home.

Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,

Upstairs and downstairs in his night-gown,

Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,

Are the children all in bed, for now it's eight o’clock?

Pussy cat, pussy cat,

Where have you been?

"I've been to London to

Look at the Queen."

Pussy cat, pussy cat,

What did you there?

"I frightened a little mouse

Under the chair."

Oranges and lemons

Say the bells of St. Clement's

You owe me five farthings

Say the bells of St. Martin's

When will you pay me?

Say the bells of Old Bailey

When I grow rich

Say the bells of Shoreditch

When will that be?

Say the bells of Stepney

I'm sure I don't know

Says the great bell at Bow

Here comes a candle

To light you to bed

Here comes a chopper

To chop off your head

Old King Cole

Was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he;

He called for his pipe,

And he called for his bowl,

And he called for his fiddlers three!

There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile,

He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;

He bought a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse,

And they all lived together in a little crooked house.

Hot cross buns!

Hot cross buns!

One a penny, two a penny,

Hot cross buns!

If your daughters do not like them

Give them to your sons

But if you haven't any of these pretty little elves,

You cannot do better than to eat them all yourselves.

Three blind mice, three blind mice,

See how they run, see how they run,

They all ran after the farmer's wife,

Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,

Did you ever see such a thing in your life,

As three blind mice?

If all the seas were one sea\*,

What a great sea that would be!

If all the trees were one tree,

What a great tree that would be!

If all the axes were one axe,

What a great axe that would be!

If all the men were one man,

What a great man that would be!

And if the great man with the great axe,

Cut down the great tree,

And let it fall into the great sea,

What a splish splash that would be!

What are little boys made of?

What are little boys made of?

Frogs and snails

And puppy-dogs’ tails,

That’s what boys are made of.

What are little girls made of?

What are little girls made of?

Sugar and spice

And all that's nice,

That’s what girls are made of.

Little Tommy Tucker

Sings for his supper.

What shall we give him?

White bread and butter.

How shall he cut it

Without a knife?

How will he be married

Without a wife?

Yankee Doodle came to town

Riding on a pony,

He stuck a feather in his cap

And called it macaroni’.

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn

That woke the priest all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn

That kept the cock that crowed in the morn

That woke the priest all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,

Oh, wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?

The king was in his counting house counting out his money,

The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey

The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes,

Along came a blackbird and pecked off her nose!

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,

And can't tell where to find them;

Leave them alone, and they'll come home,

Dragging their tails behind them

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,

And dreamt she heard them bleating;

But when she awoke, she found it a joke,

For they were still a-fleeting.

Hickory, dickory, dock,

The mouse ran up the clock.

The clock struck one,

The mouse ran down,

Hickory, dickory, dock

Cock a doodle doo!

My dame has lost her shoe,

My master’s lost his fiddlestick,

And knows not what to do

Polly put the kettle on,

Polly put the kettle on,

Polly put the kettle on,

We'll all have tea.

Sukey take it off again,

Sukey take it off again,

Sukey take it off again,

They've all gone away.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man.

Bake me a cake as fast as you can,

Pat it and prick it and mark it with B,

And put it in the oven for baby and me.

Tom, he was a piper's son,

He learnt to play when he was young,

And all the tune that he could play

Was 'over the hills and far away';

Over the hills and a great way off,

The wind shall blow my top-knot off.

Tom with his pipe made such a noise,

That he pleased both the girls and boys,

They all stopped and hear him play,

'Over the hills and far away'.

Tom with his pipe did play with such skill

That those who heard him could never keep still;

As soon as he played they began to dance,

Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.

As Dolly was milking her cow one day,

Tom took his pipe and began to play;

So Doll and the cow danced 'The Cheshire Round',

Till the pail was broken and the milk ran on the ground.

He met old Dame Trot with a basket of eggs,

He used his pipe and she used her legs;

She danced about till the eggs were all broke,

She began for to fret, but he laughed at the joke.

Tom saw a cross fellow was beating an ass,

Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes and glass;

He took out his pipe and he played them a tune,

And the poor donkey's load was lightened full soon.

Two legs sat upon three legs,

With one leg in his lap;

In comes four legs,

And runs away with one leg.

Up jumps two legs,

Catches up three legs,

Throws it after four legs,

And makes him bring one back.

Rock-a-bye baby, thy cradle is green;

Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;

Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;

And Johnny's a drummer who drums for the king.

As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven wives,

Each wife had seven sacks, each sack had seven cats,

Each cat had seven kits: kits, cats, sacks and wives,

How many were there going to St. Ives?

Jack be nimble,

Jack be quick,

Jack jump over

The candlestick.

Lucy Locket lost her pocket,

Kitty Fisher found it;

Not a penny was there in it,

Only ribbon round it.

Pease porridge hot

Pease porridge cold

Pease porridge in the pot

Nine days old

Some like it hot

Some like it cold

Some like it in the pot

Nine days old

A cat came fiddling out of a barn,

With a pair of bagpipes under her arm.

She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,

The mouse has married the bumblebee.

Pipe, cat; dance, mouse;

We’ll have a wedding at our good house.

Handy spandy Jack-a-dandy

Loves plum cake and sugar candy,

He bought some at the grocers shop

And out he came, hop, hop, hop, hop.

Hush-a-bye, baby,

On the tree top.

When the wind blows,

The cradle will rock.

When the bough breaks,

The cradle will fall,

And down will come baby,

Cradle and all.

There was an old woman

Lived under a hill,

And if she's not gone,

She lives there still

Goosey goosey gander,

Whither shall I 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 her left leg,

And threw him down the stairs.

If all the world were paper,

And all the sea were ink,

If all the trees were bread and cheese,

What should we have to drink?

Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet, eating her curds and whey

There came a big spider who sat down beside her

And frightened Miss Muffet away

“Where are you going to, my pretty maid?”

“I’m going a-milking, sir,” she said.

“I'm going a-milking,”

“May I go with you, my pretty maid?”

“You’re kindly welcome, sir,” she said.

“You’re kindly welcome, sir,”

“Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid?”

“Yes, if you please, kind sir,” she said.

“Yes, if you please, kind sir,”

“Where is your father, my pretty maid?”

“My father’s a farmer, sir,” she said.

“My father’s a farmer, sir,”

“Where is your fortune, my pretty maid?”

“My face is my fortune, sir,” she said.

“My face is my fortune, sir,”

“Then I can’t marry you, my pretty maid.”

“Nobody asked you sir,” she said.

“Nobody asked you sir,” she said.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary

How does your garden grow?

With silver bells and cockle shells

And pretty maids all in a row

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper,

A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked;

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper,

Where’s the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked?

Oh, the grand old Duke of York

He had ten thousand men

He marched them up to the top of the hill

And he marched them down again

And when they were up, they were up

And when they were down, they were down

And when they were only half-way up

They were neither up nor down

Old Mother Hubbard

Went to the cupboard,

To give the poor dog a bone:

When she came there,

The cupboard was bare,

And so the poor dog had none.

She took a clean dish

to get him some tripe;

When she came back

He was smoking his pipe.

She went to the alehouse

To get him some beer;

When she came back

The dog sat in a chair.

She went to the tavern

For white wine and red;

When she came back

The dog stood on his head.

She went to the fruiterer’s

To buy him some fruit;

When she came back

He was playing the flute.

She went to the tailor’s

To buy him a coat;

When she came back

He was riding a goat.

She went to the hatter’s

To buy him a hat;

When she came back

He was feeding the cat.

She went to the barber’s

To buy him a wig

When she came back

He was dancing a jig.

She went to the cobbler’s

To buy him some shoes;

When she came back

He was reading the news.

She went to the sempstress

To buy him some linen;

When she came back

The dog was spinning.

She went to the hosier’s

To buy him some hose;

When she came back

He was dressed in his clothes.

The dame made a curtsy

The dog made a bow

The dame said, your servant

The dog said, bow-wow

Come let's to bed, says Sleepy-head;

Tarry a while, says Slow;

Put on the pot, says Greedy Gut,

We'll sup before we go.

Punch and Judy

Fought for a pie,

Punch gave Judy

A knock in the eye.

Says Punch to Judy,

"Will you have any more?"

Says Judy to Punch,

"My eye is sore."

See Saw Margery Daw,

Jacky shall have a new master;

Jacky shall earn but a penny a day,

Because he can’t work any faster.

Rub-a-dub-dub

Three men in a tub,

And how do you think they got there?

The butcher, the baker,

The candlestick maker,

They all jumped out of a rotten potato!

T'was enough to make a man stare.

One, two,

Buckle my shoe;

Three, four,

Knock at the door;

Five, six,

Pick up sticks;

Seven, eight,

Lay them straight:

Nine, ten,

A big fat hen;

Eleven, twelve,

Dig and delve;

Thirteen, fourteen,

Maids a-courting;

Fifteen, sixteen,

Maids in the kitchen;

Seventeen, eighteen,

Maids in waiting

Nineteen, twenty,

My plate’s empty

The Queen of Hearts

She made some tarts,

All on a summer's day;

The Knave of Hearts

He stole those tarts,

And took them clean away.

The King of Hearts

Called for the tarts,

And beat the knave full sore;

The Knave of Hearts

Brought back the tarts,

And vowed he'd steal no more.

Two little dicky birds sitting on a wall

One named Peter, one named Paul

Fly away, Peter, fly away, Paul

Come back, Peter, come back, Paul

The cock crows in the morning

To tell us to rise,

And he that lies late

Will never be wise;

For early to bed,

And early to rise,

Is the way to be healthy

And wealthy and wise.

One, two, three, four, five,

Once I caught a fish alive.

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

Then I let it go again.

Why did you let it go?

Because it bit my finger so.

Which finger did it bite?

This little finger on the right.

Three young rats with black felt hats,

Three young ducks with white straw flats,

Three young dogs with curling tails,

Three you cats with demi-veils,

Went out to walk with two young pigs,

In satin vests and sorrel wigs,

But suddenly it chanced to rain,

And so they all went home again.

Boys and girls, come out to play,

The moon doth shine as bright as day;

Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,

And join your playfellows in the street.

Come with a whoop, come with a call,

Come with a good will or not at all.

Up the ladder and down the wall,

A ha'penny loaf will serve us all.

You find milk and I'll find flour,

And we'll have a pudding in half an hour

I saw three ships come sailing by,

Come sailing by, come sailing by.

I saw three ships come sailing by,

On New Year’s Day in the morning.

And what do you think was in them then?

Was in them then, was in them then?

And what do you think was in them then,

On New Year’s Day in the morning?

Three pretty girls were in them then,

Were in them then, were in them then.

Three pretty girls were in them then,

On New Year’s Day in the morning.

One could whistle and one could sing,

And one could play on the violin,

Such joy there was at my wedding,

On New Year’s Day in the morning.

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,

The sheep’s in the meadow the cow’s in the corn.

But where is the boy who looks after the sheep?

He’s under a haystack fast asleep.

Will you wake him? No, not I – for if I do, he’s sure to cry.

London Bridge is falling down

Falling down, falling down

London Bridge is falling down

My fair lady

Build it up with wood and clay

Wood and clay, wood and clay

Build it up with wood and clay

My fair lady

Wood and clay will wash away

Wash away, wash away

Wood and clay will wash away

My fair lady

Build it up with bricks and mortar

Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar

Build it up with bricks and mortar

My fair lady

Bricks and mortar will not stay

Will not stay, will not stay

Bricks and mortar will not stay

My fair lady

Build it up with iron and steel

Iron and steel, iron and steel

Build it up with iron and steel

My fair lady

Iron and steel will bend and bow

Bend and bow, bend and bow

Iron and steel will bend and bow

My fair lady

Build it up with silver and gold

Silver and gold, silver and gold

Build it up with silver and gold

My fair lady

Silver and gold will be stolen away

Stolen away, stolen away

Silver and gold will be stolen away

My fair lady

Set a man to watch all night

Watch all night, watch all night

Set a man to watch all night

My fair lady

Suppose the man should fall asleep

Fall asleep, fall asleep

Suppose the man should fall asleep

My fair lady

Give him a pipe to smoke all night

Smoke all night, smoke all night

Give him a pipe to smoke all night

My fair lady

The North wind doth blow,

And we shall have snow,

And what will poor robin do then, poor thing?

He'll sit in a barn,

And keep himself warm,

And hide his head under his wing, poor thing.

Jack and Jill went up the hill

To fetch a pail of water.

Jack fell down and broke his crown,

And Jill came tumbling after.

Up Jack got and home did trot,

As fast as he could caper,

He went to bed to mend his head,

With vinegar and brown paper.

Well me and my friend Daisy we enjoyed singing them, hope you did too. If you want to see them all again, just rewind the tape. Bye-bye for now.

## Opening (2004 re-release) (DVD)

1. Copyright Notice Warning Screen (2002-2005)
2. Universal Pictures Video logo (1997-2012)
3. DVD Menu
4. Classic Nursery Rhymes intro
5. Introduction by Darren Day
6. Start of Humpty Dumpty (1991)

## Closing (2004 re-release) (DVD)

1. End of Jack and Jill (1991)
2. Outroduction by Darren Day
3. Classic Nursery Rhymes closing credits
4. PolyGram Warning Screen (1997-2002)