Текст песни A-Tisket, A-Tasket (Live From Carnegie Hall/1949) - Ella Fitzgerald

A-Tisket A-Tasket
A brown and yellow basket
I sent a letter to my mommie
On the way I dropped it
I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And put it in her pocket
She was truckin' on down the Avenue
Without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground
She took it, She took it
My little yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I will die

A-Tisket A-Tasket
I lost my yellow basket
And if that girlie don't return it
I don't know what I'll do
Oh dear, I wonder where my basket can be
Oh gee I wish that little girl I could see
Oh why was I so careless with that basket of mine
That itty bitty was a joy of mine

A-Tisket A-Tasket
I lost my yellow basket
Won't someone help me find my basket
And make me happy again again
(Was it green?)
No, no, no, no
(Was it red?)
No, no, no, no
(Was it blue)
No, no, no, no
Just a little yellow basket