Hey diddle diddle and the cat and the fiddle
And the cow jumped over the moon
A little dog lied to see such a sport
And the dish ran away with the spoon
There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead
When she was good she was very very good
But when she was bed she was horried
Lalala lalala lalala lalala lalala lalala lala lala la
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
Not the king's horses and not the king's men
Could put Humpty together again
Georgy Porgie pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry
When the boys came out to play
Georgy Porgie ran away
Lalala...
Old King Cole was a merry old soul
A merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
He called for his bowl
He called for his fiddleres tree
And every fiddler had a fiddle so fine
And a very fine fiddle had he
So none so rare as can compare
With Old King Cole and his fiddleres tree
Lalala
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