Good King Arthur

  When good King Arthur ruled this land,
  He was a goodly King;
  He bought three pecks of barley-meal,
  To make a bag-pudding.
  
  A bag-pudding the King did make,
  And stuffed it well with plums,
  And in it put great lumps of fat,
  As big as my two thumbs.
  
  The King and Queen did eat thereof,
  And noblemen beside;
  And what they could not eat that night,
  The Queen next morning fried.
  
  To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
  Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
  To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
  Home again, home again, jiggety jog.
  
  Hot cross buns, hot cross buns,
  One a penny, two a penny,
  Hot cross buns.
  If your daughters don't like them,
  Give them to your sons,
  One a penny, two a penny,
  Hot cross buns.