The Twelve Apostles

There’s a one and all alone and that shall never be-uh.
Two bear a lily white bud and they were clad in green, oh (back to one)
Three, three thrivers, (back to two)
Four for the Gospel writers, (back to three)
Five come on my boys and Four for the Gospel writers, (back to four)
Six for the six pot water, (back to five)
Seven be all the stars, and Six for the six pot waters, (back to six)
Eight for the gabbing rangers, (back to seven)
Nine for the nine bright shiners, (back to eight)
Ten for the Ten Commandments, (back to nine)
Eleven for the eleven archangels, (back to ten)
Twelve for the twelve apostles, (back to eleven)

End: There’s a one and all alone and that is all I’ll sing uh!