Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Hidden in a pie

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Hidden in a pie

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing

[Whistling]

now wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Hidden in thе pie
When the piе was opened
The birds began to sing

[Whistling]

Now wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?