Blue Bell Boy Lyrics

I had a little boy,

And called him Blue Bell; 

Gave him a little work,-- 

He did it very well. 

I bade him go upstairs 

To bring me a gold pin; 

In coal scuttle fell he, 

Up to his little chin. 

He went to the garden 

To pick a little sage; 

He tumbled on his nose, 

And fell into a rage. 

He went to the cellar 

To draw a little beer; 

And quickly did return 

To say there was none there.