Sing the song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Now wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house
Counting out his money
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes
When along came a blackbird
And nipped off her nose
Lisa Loeb - Sing A Song Of Sixpence Lyrics
Lisa Loeb - Sing A Song Of Sixpence Lyrics
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Sing the song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Now wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house
Counting out his money
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes
When along came a blackbird
And nipped off her nose
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Now wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house
Counting out his money
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes
When along came a blackbird
And nipped off her nose
Writer: Lisa Loeb
Copyright: Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING