Boys and girls come out to play,
The moon doth shine as bright as day;
Come with a whoop, and come with a call,
Come with a good will or come not at all.
Lose your supper and lose your sleep,
Come to your playfellows in the street.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A halfpenny loaf will serve us all;
You find milk, and I 'll find flour,
And we 'll have a pudding in half an hour.