or (for skipping)
Lady, lady, drop your purse,
Lady, lady, pick it up,
Lady, lady, touch the ground,
Lady, lady, turn right round,
Lady, lady, show your foot,
Lady, lady, sling your hook.
or (ring game)
There was once a king of York
Who had ten thousand men,
He led them up to the top of a hill
And led 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.
or
Lady, lady on the sea-shore,
She has children one to four,
The eldest one is twenty-four,
Then she shall marry a tinker, tailor etc.
or
There come six Jews from Juda Spain
In order for your daughter Jane--
My daughter Jane is far too young
To marry you, you Spanish Jew--
Farewell, farewell, I’ll walk away,
And come again another day--
Come back, come back, you Spanish Jew,
And choose the fairest one of us--
The fairest one that I can see
Is (Dolly Hayes), so come to me--
or
The farmer’s in his den, (or: ill in bed), the farmer’s in his den,
He I Hedy Ho, the farmer’s in his den.
The farmer wants a wife etc.
The wife wants a child etc.
The child wants a nurse etc.
The nurse wants a dog etc.
We all pat the dog etc.
or
I-N spells in--
I was in my kitchen
Doing a bit of stitching,
Old Father Nimble
Came and took my thimble,
I got up a great big stone,
Hit him on the belly bone--
O-U-T spells out.
or
Caroline Pink, she fell down the sink,
She caught the Scarlet Fever,
Her husband had to leave her,
She called in Doctor Blue,
And he caught it too--
Caroline Pink from China Town.
or
Hush-a-larly, hush-a-larly
You are a funny girl.
Hush-a-larly, hush-a-larly
Will you give me a kiss?
or
Eight o’clock bells are ringing
Mother, may I go out
My young man’s a-waiting
For to take me out.
First he bought me apples,
Then he bought me pears,
Then he gave me sixpence
To kiss him on the stairs.
I don’t want your apples,
I don’t want your pears,
I don’t want your sixpence
To kiss me on their stairs.
Then he tears the leg of my drawers,
And that’s the last of all.
or (an old one)
As I was going to Strawberry Fair,
Singing buttercups and daisies,
I met a maiden taking the air--
Her eyes were blue and gold her hair,
As she goes on to Strawberry Fair....[I]
or (skipping)
Who’s in the well?
Only the pussy-cat.
Who pulled him out?
Little Tommy Stout.
Oh, you naughty pussy-cat.
or
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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