Stranica 147 [147]
DANCE A BABY DIDDIT I4I
Dance a baby diddit,
What can his mother do
with it,
But sit in a lap,
And give him some pap?
Dance a baby diddit.
Snail, snail, come out of your hole,
Or else I’ll beat you as black as a coal.
At the siege of Belleisle I was there all the while,
All the while, all the while, at the siege of Belleisle.
Bye, baby bunting,
Father s gone a-hunting,
Mother’s gone a-milking,
Sister’s gone a-silking,
Brother’s gone to buy a skin
To wrap the baby bunting in.