Old Mother Hubbard Lyrics:
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To fetch her poor dog a bone
But when she got there
Her cupboard was bare
And so the poor dog had none
She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread
When she got back
The dog was dead
She went to the undertaker's
To buy him a coffin
When she got back
The dog was a laughing
She took a clean dish
to get him some tripe
When she came back
He was smoking a pipe
She went to the hatters
To buy him a hat
When she came back
He was feeding the cat
She went to the barbers to buy him a wig
When she came back he was dancing a jig
She went to the fruiterer's
To buy him some fruit
When she came back
He was playing the flute
She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat
When she came back
He was riding a goat
She went to the cobblers
To buy him some shoes
When she came back he was reading the news
She went to the seamstress
To buy him some linen
When she came back
The dog was a spinning
She went to the hosier's
To buy him some hose
When she came back
He was dressed in his clothes.
The dame made a curtsey
The dog made a bow
The dame said, "Your servant”
The dog said, “Bow-wow"
