It rained, it poured, it rained so hard Rained so hard all day That all the boys in our school Came out to toss and play They tossed their ball again so high Then again so low They tossed into a flower garden Where no one was allowed to go Up stepped a beautiful lady All dressed in yellow and green Come in, come in, my pretty little boy And fetch your ball again I won't come in, I shan't come in Without my playmates all I'll go to my father and tell him about it And that'll cause tears to fall She first showed him an apple seed Then a guinea gold ring Then she showed him a diamond And that enticed him in She took him by his lily white hand And led him through the hall She put him into an uppermost room Where no one could hear him call O, take these finger rings off my fingers Smoke them with your breath If any of my friends should call for me Tell them that I'm at rest Tether the Bible at my head The testament at my feet If my dear mother should call for me Tell her that I'm asleep Tether the Bible at my feet The Testament at my head If my dear father should call for me Tell him that I am dead