I\'ll be the clerk.

Who'll carry the link?

I, said the Linnet,

I'll fetch it in a minute,

I'll carry the link.

Who'll be chief mourner?

I, said the Dove,

I mourn for my love,

I'll be chief mourner.

Who'll carry the coffin?

I, said the Kite,

If it's not through the night,

I'll carry the coffin.

Who'll bear the pall?

We, said the Wren,

Both the cock and the hen,

We'll bear the pall.

Who'll sing a psalm?

I, said the Thrush,

As she sat on a bush,

I'll sing a psalm.

Who'll toll the bell?

I, said the Bull,

Because I can pull,

I'll toll the bell.

So Cock Robin, farewell.

All the birds of the air

Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,

When they heard the bell toll

For poor Cock Robin.

NOTICE

To all it concerns,

This notice apprises,

The Sparrow's for trial,

At next bird assizes.”