It was on a merry time, When Jenny Wren was young, So neatly as she danced, And so sweetly as she sung, COCK ROBIN AND JENNY WREN. Robin Redbreast lost his heart: "My dearest Jenny Wren, If you will but be mine, You shall dine on cherry-pie, And drink nice currant-wine. I'll dress you like a Goldfinch, Jenny blush'd behind her fan, And thus declar'd her mind: "Then let it be to-morrow, Bob; I take your offer kind; Cherry-pie is very good! But I will wear my brown dress, Robin rose up early, Just at the break of day; He flew to Jenny Wren's house, To sing a roundelay. COCK ROBIN AND JENNY WREN He met the Cock and Hen, The Cock then blew his horn, And first came Parson Rook, And one of Mother Hubbard's books Then follow'd him the Lark, And he was to be clerk At Cock Robin's wedding. |