Old Mother Goose, When she wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, 'Twas build in a wood, Where an owl at the door As sentinel stood. She had a son Jack, A plain-looking lad, He was not very good, Nor yet very bad. She sent him to market, A live goose he bought; "Here, mother," says he, "It will not go for nought." Jack's goose and her gander Soon grew very fond, They'd both eat together And swim in one pond. Jack found one morning, As I have been told, His goose had laid him An egg of pure gold.

Jack ran to his mother, The news for to tell; She called him a good boy, And said it was well. Jack sold his gold egg To a rogue of a Jew, Who cheated him out of The half of his due. Then Jack went a-courting A lady so gay, As fair as the lily, And sweet as the may. The Jew and the Squire Then came at his back, And began to belabour The sides of poor Jack. They threw the gold egg In the midst of the sea; But Jack he jumped in, And got it back presently. The Jew got the goose, Which he vowed he would kill, Resolving at once His pockets to fill.

Jack's mother came in, And caught the goose soon, And, mounting its back, Flew up to the moon.

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