Real Mother Goose Christmas Carols

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BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir; yes, sir, Three bags full. One for my master, One for my dame. One for the little boy Who lives in the lane.

HUSH-A-BYE Hush-a-bye, baby, on the treetop. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall. Down will come baby, cradle and all.

JACK Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. Jack jump over the candlestick.

GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER Goosey, goosey, gander, Where dost thou wander? Upstairs and downstairs And in my lady’s chamber.

JACK AND JILL Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down, and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.

ABC Great A, little a, Bouncing B! The cat’s in the cupboard, And can’t see me.

TO MARKET To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, Home again, home again, jiggety jig. To market, to market, to buy a fat hog, Home again, home again, jiggety jog. To market, to market, to buy a plum bun, Home again, home again, market is done.

HUSH-A-BYE Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with Daddy. Mommy has gone to the mill, To get some meal to bake a cake. So please, my dear baby, lie still.

RING AROUND THE ROSIES Ring around the rosies, A pocketful of posies. Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down.

A STAR Higher than a house, higher than a tree. Oh! Whatever can that be?

FIVE TOES This little pig went to market, This little pig stayed home. This little pig had roast beef, This little pig had none. This little pig said, “Wee, wee, wee, wee!” All the way home.

ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE One, two, Buckle my shoe. Three, four, Knock at the door. Five, six, Pick up sticks. Seven, eight, Lay them straight. Nine, ten, A good, fat hen!

FOR BABY You shall have an apple, You shall have a plum, You shall have a rattle, When Papa comes home.

I SEE THE MOON I see the moon, And the moon sees me. God bless the moon, And God bless me.

SLEEP, BABY, SLEEP Sleep, baby, sleep. Down where the woodbines creep; Be always like the lamb so mild, A kind, and sweet, and gentle child. Sleep, baby, sleep.