Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And join your playfellows in the street.
Come with a whoop and come with a call, And come with a good will or not at all. Up the ladder and down the wall, A half-penny loaf will serve us all. You find milk, and I’ll find flour, And we’ll have a pudding in half an hour.