Baa, Baa, Black Sheep
Baa, Baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full; One for the master To sell in the town, To the little seamstress Who makes pretty gowns. One for the dame Who cannot sleep sound, Without a wool pillow - Tosses round and round. And one to the boy Who lives down the lane,... Sign in to see full entry.