A traditional rhyme with kings, queens, and blackbirds. Encourages imaginative play and vocabulary.
Lyrics
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
Wasn't that a dainty dish,
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.
Alternative Lyrics
They sent for the king's doctor,
who sewed it on again;
He sewed it on so neatly,
the seam was never seen.
Alternative Lyrics
There was such a commotion,
that little Jenny wren
Flew down into the garden,
and put it back again.
