Mother Goose Rhymes

Mother Goose rhymes

The Codlin Woman

There was a little woman, as I've been told,

Who was not very young, nor not very old,

Now this little woman her living got,

By selling codlins, hot, hot, hot!


The Codlin woman [variation]

A little old woman,

her living she got by selling hot codlins,

hot, hot, hot.


And this little old woman,

who codlins sold, tho' her codlins were hot,

she felt herself cold.


So to keep herself warm,

she thought it no sin

to fetch for herself a quartern of ........