Brownie.

There is a brown dolly
    Who has a guitar;
She plays on it always,
    Tra lal, tra lal la!

She has a new ditty
    For every day;
I wish you could hear it,
    Tra lal, tra lal lay!

Richard Hunter

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Saint Nicholas.

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Dame Crump.

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The Cowboy.

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Mister Merryman.

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A dolly for dark nights,
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Dinah.

Dinah's cheeks are black as coal;
    Dinah's lips are red;
Dinah's eyes are bright, although
    Dinah's off to bed.

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    Dinah's teeth are white;
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Dawn, Noon And Dewfall.

    I.

    Dawn, noon and dewfall!    Bluebird and robin
    Up and at it airly, and the orchard-blossoms bobbin'!
    Peekin' from the winder, half-awake, and wishin'
    I could go to sleep agin as well as go a-fishin'!


    II.

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Blue-Coat.

His dressing-gown's blue, and
    His girdle is red;
He wears a black cap
    On top of his head.

He carries a candle
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Calico Pie.



    I.

Calico pie,
The little birds fly
Down to the calico-tree:
Their wings were blue,
And they sang "Tilly-loo!"
Till away they flew;
And they never came back to me!
They never came back,
They never came back,
They never came back to me!


    II.

Calico jam,
The little Fish swam
Over the Syllabub Sea.
He took off his hat
To the Sole and the Sprat,
And the Willeby-wat:
But he never came back to me;
He never came back,
He never came back,
He never came back to me.




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Dolly's home's far away,
    Far away in Algiers,
On the African coast,
    She won't see it for years.

But she whispers at night,
    And her eyes fill with tears;
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