Sing A Song Of Sixpence
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Lyrics
Sing a 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— Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king? The king was in the counting-house Counting out all the money, The queen was in the parlor Eating bread and honey, The maid was in the garden Hanging out the clothes. When down came a blackbird who snapped off her nose.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:02
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 116 BPM