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Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

I can still remember when, as a child, I would proudly sing out all the words to my favorite Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes, Old Mac Donald and Mary Had a Little Lamb. Even now I can’t help but to chime in when my little cousins are singing them.

So, it’s only natural that in creating this website, I include a page devoted to Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes. If you are looking for actual storybooks that contain the infamous rhymes then check out our Mother Goose stories page.

Below you will find links to the different categories of Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes located on this page. Happy Reading!


Animal & Animal Sounds

Bedtime Rhymes

Classic Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

Days of the Week



Tongue Twisters

Classic Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush

Here we go round the mulberry bush,
The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush,
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
On a cold and frosty morning.

2. Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
All the king's horses,
And all the king's men,
Couldn't put Humpty together again.

3. Jack Sprat, Classic Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme

Jack Sprat could eat no fat.
His wife could eat no lean.
And so between them both, you see,
They licked the platter clean.

4. Little Bo-Peep

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them.
Leave them alone,
And they'll come home,
Wagging their tails behind them.

5. Little Boy Blue

Little boy blue,
Come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow,
The cow's in the corn.

6. Little Jack Horner

Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum
And cried, "what a good boy am I!"

7. Little Miss Muffet

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey.
There came a big spider
Who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

8. Old King Cole, Classic Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme

Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

9. Old Mother Hubbard

Old Mother Hubbard
Went t the cubbard
To give her poor dog a bone.
When she got there,
The cupboard was bare,
And so her poor dog had none.

10. Pease Porridge Hot

Pease porridge hot,
Pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old.

11. Peter Pumpkin-Eater

Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater,
Had a wife and couldn't keep her.
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well.

12. The Cat and the Fiddle

Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped
Over the moon
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away
With the spoon.

13. There Was an Old Woman

There was an old woman
Who lived in a shoe.
She had so many children,
She didn't know what to do.
She gave them some broth
Without any bread.
She kissed them all sweetly
And sent them to bed.

14. This Little Piggy

This little piggy went to market
This little piggy stayed home.
This little piggy had roast beef
This little piggy had none.
This little piggy cried, "wee-wee-wee,"
All the way home.

15. Three Blind Mice, Classic Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme

Three blind mice,
Three blind mice;
See how they run,
See how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife.
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life
As three blind mice?

16. What Are Little Boys Made Of?

What are little boys made of, made of?
What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs tails;
That's what little boys are made of, made of.

17. What Are Little Girls Made Of?

What are little girls made of, made of?
Sugar and spice, and all things nice,
That's what little girls are made of, made of.

18. Where Has My Little Dog Gone?

Oh, where, oh, were has my little dog gone?
Oh, where, oh, where can he be?
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long,
Oh, where, oh, where can he be?

Riddles - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

There is a girl in our town,
Silk an’ satin was her gown,
Silk an’ satin, gold an’ velvet,
Guess her name, three times I’ve telled it.
Answer: Ann


In marble walls as white as milk,
Lined with a skin as soft as silk,
Within a fountain crystal clear,
A golden apple doth appear.
No doors there are to this stronghold,
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
Question: What am I?
Answer: An Egg


Little Nancy Etticoat,
In a white petticoat,
And a red nose;
The longer she stands,
The shorter she grows.
Question: What is she?
Answer: A Candle


Thirty white horses upon a red hill,
Now they tramp, now they champ, now they stand still.
Question: What are they?
Answer: Your teeth


Formed long ago, yet made today,
Employed while others sleep;
What few would like to give away,
Nor any wish to keep.
Question: What am I?
Answer: A Bed


Lives in winter,
Dies in summer,
And grows with its root upwards.
Question: What am I?
Answer: An icicle


Two legs sat upon three legs,
With one leg in his lap;
In comes four legs
And runs away with one leg;
Up jumps two legs,
Catches up three legs,
Throws it after four legs,
And makes him drop one leg.
Question: What are we?
Answer: A Man, a Stool, a Leg of Mutton, and a Dog


Old Mother Twitchett had but one eye,
And a long tail which she let fly;
And every time she went over a gap,
She left a bit of her tail in a trap.
Question: What are we?
Answer: A needle and thread


As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits-
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
Answer: Only one was going to St. Ives.

Use the Alphabet - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. Pat-A-Cake

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
Baker’s man!
Bake me a cake,
As fast as you can.
Pat it, and prick it,
And mark it with a B.
Put it in the oven
For baby and me.

Animal & Animal Sounds - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. Old MacDonald

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
And on his farm he had some cows, E-I-E-I-O.

With a moo-moo here and a moo-moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moo-moo.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
And on his farm he had some donkeys, E-I-E-I-O.

With a hee-haw here and a hee-haw there,
Here a hee, there a haw, everywhere a hee-haw.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
And on his farm he had some pigs, E-I-E-I-O.

With an oink-oink here and an oink-oink there,
Here an oink, there an oink, everywhere an oink-oink.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
And on his farm he had some ducks, E-I-E-I-O.

With a quack-quack here and a quack-quack there,
Here a quack, there a quack, everywhere a quack-quack.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.

2. Baa, Baa, Black Sheep

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full:
One for the master,
One for the dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.

3. Mary Had a Little Lamb

Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.

4. My Dog Spot

I have a white dog
Whose name is Spot,
And he’s sometimes white
And he’s sometimes not.
But whether he’s white
Or whether he’s not,
There’s a patch on hi sear
That makes him Spot.

He has a tongue
That is long and pink,
And he lolls it out
When he wants to think.
He seems to think most
When the weather is hot
He’s a wise sort of dog,
Is my dog, Spot.

He likes a bone
And he likes a ball,
But he doesn’t care
For a cat at all.
He waggles his tail
And he know what’s what,
So I’m glad that he’s my dog,
My dog, Spot.

Days of the Week - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. A Week of Birthdays

Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednedsay’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for its living,
But the child that’s born on the Sabbath day,
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

2. Play Days

How many days has my baby to play?
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday;
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Hop away, skip away,
My baby wants to play
My baby wants to play every day.

Numbers - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. One, Two, Buckle My Shoe

One, two, buckle my shoe.
Three, four, knock at the door.
Five, six, pick up sticks.
Seven, Eight, lay them straight.

2. One for the Money

One for the money,
And two for the show,
Three to get ready,
And four to go.

Tongue Twisters - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. Betty Botter

Betty Botter bought some butter,
But, she said, the butter’s bitter;
If I put it in my batter,
It will make my batter bitter,
But a bit of better butter
Will make my batter better.
So she bought a bit of butter,
Better than her bitter butter,
And she put it in her batter
And the batter was not bitter.
So it was better Betty Botter bought
A bit of better butter.

2. Moses’ Toeses

Moses supposes his toeses are roses,
But Moses supposes erroneously.
For nobody’s toeses are posies of roses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be.

3. Peter Piper

Peter Piper picked a peck
Of pickled peppers;
A peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked.

If Peter Piper picked a peck
Of pickled peppers,
Where’s the peck
Of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked?

Bedtime Rhymes - Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

1. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

2. Diddle, Diddle, Dumpling

Diddle, diddle dumpling,
My son John,
Went to bed with his trousers on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Diddle, diddle, dumpling,
My son John.

3. Sleep, Baby, Sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep.
Your father guards the sheep,
Your mother shakes
The dreamland tree,
And from it fall
Sweet dreams for thee.
Sleep, baby, sleep.

4. Come, Let’s to Bed

Come, let’s to bed,
Says Sleepy-head.
Sit up awhile, says Slow.

Hang on the pot,
Says Greedy-gut,
We’ll sup before we go.

To bed, to bed,
Cried Sleepy-head,
But all the rest said no!

It is morning now;
You must milk the cow,
And tomorrow to bed we go.

5. Rock-a-Bye Baby

Rock-a-by, baby,
On the treetop.
When the wind blows,
The cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks,
The cradle will fall.
Down will come baby,
Cradle and all.

6. Lullaby and Goodnight

Lullaby and goodnight,
Put your head down and sleep tight,
Lay down now and rest,
May your slumber be blessed.

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