Sing a Song of Sixpence
Song Lyrics & Words
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
They all began to sing.
Now, wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the King?
The King was in his countinghouse,
Counting out his money;
The Queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes.
Along there came a big black bird
And snipped off her nose!
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Story related to the origin of this song
During Tudor times cooks in rich homes would try every possible way to make as many meat dishes as different, colourful and exciting as possible, especially at banquets. It is said that one such dish was a pie filled with live blackbirds and presented at such a banquet for Henry VII and of course when opened the birds flew out singing.
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Comments (3)
By Angel in England on 15 June 2009
i love this poem. it is my favourite
By Colin Browne in Gonubie Rep S.a. on 20 July 2009
In our young days, circa 1935 the blackbirds were 'Baking in a pie' Note the others in present tense, EG: eating, hanging, counting.
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By Simon in London on 2 May 2009
! we have a book from 1968 that has extra ending, is this right, it is,! they called for the kings doctor! who sowed it on again! he sowed it on so neatly! the seam was never seen. !