Rosy My Posy

Rosy my posy, you’re sleepy and dozy,
Come sit upon Grandmother’s knee.
Songs I will sing you, sweet sleep to bring you,
Come cuddle up cozy with me.

I will sing ditties of birds and of kitties,
The songs of the well to begin,
How young Johnny Stout pulled Pussy Cat out
When Johnny Green let her fall in.

Of timid Miss Muffet who fled from the tuffet,
Of birdie that sings on the tree,
Of Jack and his Jill and the mouse in the mill,
And Bobby who sailed on the sea.

Rosy my posy, you’re sleepy and dozy,
Come sit upon Grandmother’s knee.
To cuddle up cozy, my sweet little Rosy,
And hush-a-bye baby with me.