Текст песни Simple Simon - Philippa Knight

Simple Simon met a pieman going to the fair
Said Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware"

The pieman said to Simple Simon, "Show me first your penny"
Said Simple Simon to the pieman, "I have not any"

Simple Simon went a-fishing for to catch a whale
All the water he had got was in his mother's pail

Simple Simon went to look if plums grew on a thistle
He pricked his fingers very much, which made poor Simon whistle

He went for water in a sieve, but soon it all fell through
And now poor Simple Simon bids you all adieu