School Days (When We Were Kids) Songtext
von Louis Jordan
School Days (When We Were Kids) Songtext
School days, school days
Dear old Golden Rule days
Readin′ an' writin′ an' 'rithmetic
Taught to the tune of a hickory stick
You were my girl in calico
I was your silly bashful beau
Mary had a lamb
His fleece was white as snow
Mary had a little lamb, his fleece was white as snow,
Everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go
Humpty, Humpty Dumpty
Sat upon a wall
Humpty Dumpty on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a fall
All the king′s horses and his men
Couldn′t put Humpty back again
Little Jackie Horner
Sittin' in a corner
Little Jack Horner in a corner,
Eatin′ his Christmas pie
He stuck in his thumb, pulled out a plum
Said "What a great guy am I".
Simple, Simple Simon
Goin' to the fair
Simple Simon met a pieman goin′ to the fair
Said Simple Simon to the pieman
"Let me taste your ware".
Peter, little Peter,
Was a pumpkin eater
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
Had a wife and couldn't keep her
Put her in a pumpkin shell
There he kept her very well
A-ring a round of roses, pocket full of posies
Rise, Sally, rise; wipe your weepin′ eyes
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Turn to the east, turn to the west
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Turn to the one and have a little fun
Go in and out the window
Go in and out the window
Go home and get your dinner
And hurry back to school
And hurry!
Dear old Golden Rule days
Readin′ an' writin′ an' 'rithmetic
Taught to the tune of a hickory stick
You were my girl in calico
I was your silly bashful beau
Mary had a lamb
His fleece was white as snow
Mary had a little lamb, his fleece was white as snow,
Everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go
Humpty, Humpty Dumpty
Sat upon a wall
Humpty Dumpty on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a fall
All the king′s horses and his men
Couldn′t put Humpty back again
Little Jackie Horner
Sittin' in a corner
Little Jack Horner in a corner,
Eatin′ his Christmas pie
He stuck in his thumb, pulled out a plum
Said "What a great guy am I".
Simple, Simple Simon
Goin' to the fair
Simple Simon met a pieman goin′ to the fair
Said Simple Simon to the pieman
"Let me taste your ware".
Peter, little Peter,
Was a pumpkin eater
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
Had a wife and couldn't keep her
Put her in a pumpkin shell
There he kept her very well
A-ring a round of roses, pocket full of posies
Rise, Sally, rise; wipe your weepin′ eyes
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Turn to the east, turn to the west
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Turn to the one and have a little fun
Go in and out the window
Go in and out the window
Go home and get your dinner
And hurry back to school
And hurry!
Writer(s): David A. Conner, Gus Edwards, Will D. Cobb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com