A ring, a ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
Ash-a!, Ash-a!
All stand still.

The king has sent his daughter
To fetch a pail of water,
Ash-a! Ash-a!
All bow down.

The bird upon the steeple
Sits high above the people,
Ash-a! Ash-a!
All kneel down.

The wedding bells are ringing,
The boys and girls are singing,
Ash-a! Ash-a!
All fall down.