Oranges And Lemons

"Oranges and lemons!" said the bells of St. Clement's.
"I owe you five farthings!" said the bells of St. Martin's.
"When you will pay me?" said the bells of old Baylee.
"When I grow rich!" said the bells of Shoreditch.
"When will that be?" said the bells of Stepney.
"I'm sure I don't know!" said the great bell of Bow.
Here comes the candle to light you to bed.
And here comes the chopper to chop off your head.

"Pancakes and fritters!" said the bells of St. Peter's.
"Two sticks and an apples!" said the bells of Whitechapel.
"Old Father Baldpate!" said the slow bells of Aldgate.
"Pokers and tongs!" said the bells of St. John's.
"Kettles and pans!" said the bells of St. Anne's.
"Brickbats and tiles!" said the bells of St. Gile's.
Here comes the candle to light you to bed.
And here comes the chopper to chop off your head.
CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Dave Brown
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