Verse 1
When I was young enough to hear
And not surround myself with fear
I would say them all the time
Reciting each and every rhyme
‘Til heavy eyes would blink away
The busy tired of the day
And I would lay me down to sleep
And believe the Lord my soul to keep

Chorus 1
But Jack grew up
Oh, so quick
And Jill fell low
And still’s quite sick
And Humpty never recovered at all
From his fateful fall

Verse 2
Now I have grown into a man
Tryin’ to do the best I can
Yes, I gain an inch but lose a smile
Pay my dues and all the while
I yearn to find little boy me
To blow his horn, my heart to free
And then like Old King Cole
To have that merry soul

Chorus 2
So let Jack be nimble
And jump the stick
There’s cans aligned for Tommy to kick
To piece together our friends again
To soothe the sting of sin
For truly one went up a hill
To fetch us living water
The glory fell down
He wears a crown
And we can come on after

Coda
Mary had a little lamb
He washed us white as snow

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