There came an Old Woman from France,
Who taught grown up Children to dance,
   But they were so stiff,
   She sent them home in a miff,
This sprightly Old Woman from France.

There was an Old Woman of Surrey,
Who was morn noon and night, in a hurry,
   Call'd her husband a Fool,
   Drove her children to school;
The worrying Old Woman of Surrey.

There dwelt an Old Woman Exeter,
When visitors came it sore vexed her,
   So for fear they should eat,
   She lock'd up all the meat;
This stingy Old Woman of Exeter.

There was an Old woman of Bath,
And she was as thin as a Lath,
   She was brown as a berry,
   With a Nose like a Cherry;
This skinny Old Woman of Bath.