Search   Home >  Articles >  Nursery Rhymes >  Sing a Song of Sixpence   Sing a Song of Sixpence Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds, Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish, To set before the king? The king was in his counting-house, Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlour, Eating bread and honey. The maid was in the garden, Hanging out the clothes; When down came a blackbird, And pecked off her nose.         ©2007 PreciousLittleOne. All Rights Reserved.