Goose‐a, goose‐a, gander, / Where shall I wander ? / Up stairs, down stairs, / In my lady’s chamber ; / There you’ll find a cup of sack / And a race of ginger.
Goosey, goosey gander, / Whither shall I wander? / Upstairs and downstairs / And in my lady’s chamber. / There I met an old man / Who would not say his prayers. / I took him by the left leg / And threw him down the stairs.