F
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
C7
To fetch her poor dog a bone
But when she got there the cupboard was bare
F
So she threw it out the window.
F C7
The window, the window, the second-story window
But when she got there, the cupboard was bare
F
So she threw it out the window.
F
Old King Cole was a merry old soul
C7
And a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl
F
And threw them out the window.
F C7
The window, the window, the second-story window
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl
F
And he threw them out the window.
F
Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone?
C7
Oh where, oh where can he be?
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long
F
I'll throw him out the window.
F C7
The window, the window, the second-story window
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long
F
And he threw him out the window.
F
Yankee Doodle went to town
C7
A-riding on a pony
He stuck a feather in his cap
F
And threw it out the window.
F C7
The window, the window, the second-story window
He stuck a feather in his cap
F
And he threw it out the window.
F
A-tisket, a-tasket
C7
A green and yellow basket
I wrote a letter to my love
F
And threw it out the window
F C7
The window, the window, the second-story window
I wrote a letter to my love
F
And threw it out the window.
