Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of St Clement's
You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of St Martin's
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey
When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney
I do not know,
Says the great bell of Bow
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head