Richard Hunter

Dolly's home's far away, Far away in Algiers, On the African coast,

This is the long and The short of it too: One dolly stood still,

His dressing-gown's blue, and His girdle is red; He wears a black cap

There is a brown dolly Who has a guitar; She plays on it always,

Some dolls are ev'ry bit as good As little girls and boys; They never pout or shake themselves,

Dinah's cheeks are black as coal; Dinah's lips are red; Dinah's eyes are bright, although

Here's Uncle Jujuba, Who has a sweet tooth; He used to eat sugar-

Little Yam Mango Has beautiful eyes, Also the brightest

He's always standing on his toes, And never on his heels; He's always holding up his arms--

Mollie's frock is crimson, Her petticoat's of lace; Mollie's hair is golden,

Sing a song of Ping-pong, Fast away he ran: "Come along," said Ping-pong,

When little dolls in Nurs'ry Street, Do anything that's wrong; Throw stones, or knock each other down,

This is Prince Charming, Whom often you meet, Riding or walking

There is a queer dolly named Punch, Who has a remarkable hunch. The tip of his nose

Saint Nicholas brings presents For little girls and boys; Saint Nicholas brings dozens

He smiles throughout the morning, And all the afternoon; He smiles whene'er the sun shines,

There was a grand coachman, Who drove the Lord Mayor; And never drove less than

There was a bold cowboy Came out of the west; Of all the bold riders,

Right about, left about, Halt and stand at ease! Shoulder arms, attention,

You may call him an imp, Or a gnome or a sprite; And whate'er you call him

There's one doll for winter, When ice comes and snow; Another for spring time,

Shepherdess! Shepherdess! Looks to the sheep; Shepherdess! Shepherdess!

Swing up! Swing down! Here goes the clown.

If one were not blue, While the other is red, You'd fancy that Su-