A-Tiskey A-Tasket Songtext
von The Platters

A-Tisket, A-Tasket
A green and yellow basket
I brought a basket for my mommy
On the way, I dropped it

I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way, I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the market

She was trucking down the avenue without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck, pecking all around
And when she spied it on the ground
My-Tisket, my-Tasket
She took my yellow basket
And if she doesn′t bring it back
I think that I shall die


Was it blue?
No, no, no, no, no
Was it red?
Oh, no, no, no, no
Was it chartreuse?
Oh, no, no, no, sweetie
Possibly lavender
Oh, no, señor
Was it?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
Just a little yellow basket

She was trucking down the avenue without a single thing to do
She was pecking, pecking all around
And when she spied it on the ground
It was my-Tisket, my-Tasket
A yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I shall die

Oh, I′m in bad shape
Oh, hello, would you bring back my basket?
Por favor