Sing A Song Of Sixpence
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Lyrics
Sing a song of sixpence A pocket full of rye Five and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie When the pie was opened The birds began to sing Oh, wasn't that a lovely dish To put 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 down came a blackbird And pecked off her nose
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:01
- Tempo
- 111 BPM