Nursery Rhyme. CLXXI. Songs.

My father left me three acres of land,             Sing ivy, sing ivy;         My father left me three acres of land,             Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!         I ploughed it with a ram's horn,             Sing ivy, sing ivy;          And sowed it all over with one pepper corn,             Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!         I harrowed it with a bramble bush,             Sing ivy, sing ivy;         And reaped it with my little penknife,             Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!         I got the mice to carry it to the barn,             Sing ivy, &c.         And thrashed it with a goose's quill,             Sing holly, &c.         I got the cat to carry it to the mill,             Sing ivy, &c.         The miller he swore he would have her paw,         And the cat she swore she would scratch his face,             Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!