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
And when will that be?

Say the bells of Stepney
Oh, I do not know
Say the great bells of Bow
Here comes a candle

To light you to bed
And here comes a chopper
To chop off your head
Oranges and lemons