
Ride a Cock Horse to Banbury Cross
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine rider upon a white horse. With rings on her fingers and bells by her side, She makes merry music wherever she rides.
Pillow Time Story
Ten lively classics that gently wind down toward bedtime.

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine rider upon a white horse. With rings on her fingers and bells by her side, She makes merry music wherever she rides.

See-saw, Margery Daw, Up to the sky and down once more. Take your turn and hold on tight, See-saw gently, left and right.

Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Played a tune for everyone. Down the lane his music flew, And all the village danced there too.

What are little children made of? Wonder and laughter and plenty of love. Questions and kindness, adventures and play, Growing and learning a little each day.

Girls and boys, come out to play; The moon is shining bright as day. Dance in a circle, laugh with delight, Then hurry home to say goodnight.

Hush, little baby, close your eyes. Moonbeams are glowing across the skies. Safe in my arms, so warm and near, Sleep through the night; I'm always here.

Lullaby and goodnight, stars shimmer above. Rest in your blanket, surrounded by love. Dream through the darkness till morning is nigh, While moonlight keeps watch in the soft velvet sky.

Are you sleeping, Brother John? Morning bells are ringing; dawn has come. Golden sunlight fills the room, Wake and greet the day in bloom.

A farmer had a happy dog who loved to run and play. Bingo wagged his friendly tail and greeted every day. He trotted by the red barn and rested in the shade, The merriest farmyard friend that anyone had made.

Yankee Doodle rode to town upon a gentle pony. Feathers danced upon his cap; the lane was bright and sunny. Drums and fiddles led the way while neighbors clapped in time, And every little hoofbeat made a cheerful rhyme.