And four little beds in the spare.
There's a room full of toys in the attic,
And a golliwog downstairs.
First comes Baby: then Lily-of-the-valley;
Then Pansy, Primrose, Daffodilly,
Last of all, Miss Pink Rosemery.
First comes Baby, with a trumpet
A-tootling like a mightly hunter
Then comes Lily-of-the-valley,
Crying for a dose of salts,
Then comes Pansy, Primrose, Daffodilly,
Last of all, Miss Pink Rosemery.
They're all mine - so my Daddy and Mummy tells me,
And I mustn't give them away.
I'll love them and keep them and never
Forget what my mammy does say:
"You must never be naughty, or the fairies
Will come take your sisters and brothers;
You must learn all your lessons and pray
To your Heavenly Father above"
So I love them and keep them, and try to
Be good as my mammy desires,
And I never forget what my Daddy and Mummy tells me
About the six little cots and the four little beds
And the room full of toys in the attic,
And the golliwog downstairs.