A Tisket a Tisket - Ella Fitzgerald

A green and yellow basket

I bought a basket for my mommie

On the way I dropped it I dropped it, I dropped it Yes on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And took it to the market

She was truckin' on down the

Avenue without a single thing to do She was peck, peck, peckin' all around

When she spied it on the ground

She took my yellow basket

And if she doesn’t bring it back

I think that I shall die

(Was it red?)

No, no, no, no

(Was it brown?)

No, no, no, no

(Was it blue)

No, no, no, no Just a little yellow basket