St. Nicholas/Volume 41/Number 1/Mother Goose

I.

Bye, baby bunting,
Daddy ’s gone a-hunting,
To get a little rabbit’s skin
To wrap the baby bunting in.

II.

Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full:

One for my master, And one for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives in our lane.

III

I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And, oh! it was all laden
With pretty things for thee.

There were comfits in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were all of silk,
And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors
That stood between the decks,
Were four-and-twenty white mice
With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck,
With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move,
The captain said, “Quack! Quack!”

IV This is the way the ladies ride, Tri, tre, tre, tree, Tri, tre, tre, tree! This is the way the ladies ride, Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!
		This is the way the gentlemen ride, Gallop-a-trot, Gallop-a-trot! This is the way the gentlemen ride, Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!
This is the way the farmers ride, Hobbledy-hoy, Hobbledy-hoy! This is the way the farmers ride, Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy!

“BYE, BABY BUNTING.”

PAINTED FOR ST. NICHOLAS BY ARTHUR RACKHAM.