Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement&`&s
You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin&`&s
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch.
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney .
I do not know,
Says the great bell of Bow,
Here comes a candle to light you to bed.
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!