Bedtime

Wee Willie Winkie

Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs In his nightgown. Rapping at the windows, Crying through the lock, “Are the children all in bed? For it’s now eight o’clock.” Wee Willie Winkie Posters…[Continue]

Hush-A-bye

Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy, Thy mammy has gone to the mill, To get some meal to bake a cake, So pray, my dear baby, lie still….[Continue]

Hush Little Baby

Hush, little baby, don’t say a word Mama’s gonna buy you a mockin’bird If that mockin’bird don’t sing Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring If that diamond ring turns brass, Mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass If that …[Continue]

Hush-A-Bye

Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top! When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall; Down will come baby, bough, cradle and all….[Continue]

The Man in the Moon

The man in the moon Looked out of the moon And this is what he said, “Tis time that, now I’m getting up, All babies went to bed.&#8221…[Continue]

The Land of Nod

From breakfast on through all the day At home among my friends I stay, But every night I go abroad Afar into the land of Nod. All by myself I have to go, With none to tell me what to …[Continue]

Rock a Bye Baby

Rock a bye, baby, in 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….[Continue]

Bed in Summer

In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the …[Continue]

Cut Thistles in May

Cut thistles in May, They’ll grow in a day; Cut them in June, That is too soon; Cut them in July, Then they will die….[Continue]

Rock-A-Bye, Baby

Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green; Father’s a nobleman, mother’s a queen; And Betty’s a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Johnny’s a drummer, and drums for the king….[Continue]

To Bed, To Bed

To bed, to bed, Says Sleepy-head. Tarry a while, says Slow. Put on the pan, Says greedy Nan, We’ll sup before we go….[Continue]