Sing a Song of Sixpence Songtext
von Susie Tallman & Friends

Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye
4 in twenty blackbirds baked in a pie
When the pie was open the birds began to sing
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 parlor eating bread and honey The maid was in the garden hanging up the clothes
There came a little blackbird and pecked off her nose
They sent for the kings doctor who sewed it on again
He sewed it on so neatly a seem was never seen
Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye
4 in twenty blackbirds baked in a pie