Oranges And Lemons Oranges and Lemons Say the bells of St. Clement’s. You owe me five farthlings, Say the bells of St. Martin’s. When will you pay me? Say the bells of Old Bailey. When I Grow rich, Say the bells of Shoreditch. I’m sure I don’t know, Says the bell at Bow. Here comes a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
