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Hoppety hoppety ho!

Where shall the baby go?

Over dale and down,

To Limerick town,

And there shall the baby go.

Hoppety hoppety ho!

How shall the baby go?

In a coach-and-seven,

With grooms eleven,

And so shall the baby go.

Hoppety hoppety ho!

When shall the baby go?

In the afternoon,

By the light of the moon,

And then shall the baby go.

Hoppety hoppety ho!

Why shall the baby go?

To dance a new jig,

And to buy a new wig,

And that's why the baby shall go.