RED ROVER

RED ROVER, RED ROVER
IT WAS THE GRASS WE HAD ROLLED ALL OVER
SEARCHING FOR ALL THE FOUR LEAF CLOVERS

BUBBLE GUM BUBBLE GUM IN A DISH
IT WAS UP STREAM WHERE WE USE TO FISH
LOOKING UP AT THE SKY FOR SHOOTING STARS TO MAKE A WISH

MISS MARY MACK ALL DRESSED IN BLACK
IT WAS BATH TIME WHERE ALL OUR RUBBER DUCKIES WOULD QUACK
SITTING ON THE FLOOR WHILE WE ALL PLAYED WITH JACKS

RING AROUND THE ROSIE
IT WAS THEN WE GREW UP TO BE ALL SO NOSEY
WITH POCKETS FULL OF POISE
OUT AT THE BARS AND DRINK TILL OUR CHEEKS GOT ROSEY
AND THEN WE ALL FALL DOWN