It rained, it poured, it rained so hard It rained so hard all day Then all the boys in our school Came out to toss and play They tossed a ball again so high Then again so low They tossed it into a flower garden Where no one was allowed to go Up stepped a gypsy lady All dressed in yellow and green "Come in, come in my pretty little boy And get 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 That'll cause tears to fall" She first showed him an apple seed Then again gold rings Then she showed him a diamond That enticed him in She took him by his lily-white hand She led him through the hall She put him in an upper room Where no-one could hear him call "Oh, take these finger rings off of my fingers Smoke them with your breath If any of my friends should call for me Tell them that I'm at rest" "Bury the bible at my head A testament at my feet If my dear mother should call for me Tell her that I'm asleep" "Bury the bible at my feet A testament at my head If my dear father should call for me Tell him that I am dead"