This is the house that Jack built.
This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
The House That Jack Built
This is the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack
built.
This is the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the
malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That
worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack
built.
This is the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all
forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the
dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all
tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the
cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat,
That killed the rat, That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all
shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That
kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all
shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That
kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
