Judge Dread - Big Six

Alright, get ready, here we go

Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn
The sheep's in the meadow and the cows in the corn
Ai yai ya

Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He's under the haystack with Little Bo Peep
Ai yai ya
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right, name of the game

Little Miss Muffet, sat on her tuffet
Her knickers all tattered and torn
It wasn't a spider who sat down beside her
Was Little Boy Blue with the horn
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go

Ikki takka tikki takka dikki takka tai ya, whop ai ya, pussy catcha fire
Yeah, a Little Boy Blue
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah

Black pussy, white pussy, pink pussy, blue
The name of the game is a Little Boy Blue, ai
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go

Rasta for I, Rasta for me, a Little Boy Blue in a ganja tree
Smokin' the weed
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah

Boy Blue stood on a burning deck, playing a game of cricket
The ball rolled up his trouser leg
And he stumped his middle wicket
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, right on, here we go

Ikki takka tikki takka dikki takka tai ya, whop ai ya, pussy catcha fire
Yeah, a Little Boy Blue
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah

Black pussy, white pussy, pink pussy, blue
The name of the game is a Little Boy Blue, bye

Written by:
Alex Hughes, Alvin Ranglin

Publisher:
Lyrics © Royalty Network

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