A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes/Little John Cook
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XLV. LITTLE JOHN COOK
Little John Cook he had a grey mare,
He-haw; haw-hum!
Her back stood up and her bones were bare,
He-haw; haw-hum!
John Cook was riding up Shooters' Bank,
He-haw; haw-hum!
And there this nag did kick and prank,
He-haw! haw-hum!
John Cook was riding up Shooters' Hill,
He-haw; haw-hum!
The mare fell down, and she made her will,
He-haw; haw-hum!
The bridle and saddle he laid on the shelf,
He-haw; haw-hum!
If you want any more, you may sing it yourself,
He-haw; haw-hum!