As I went through the garden gap,
Who should I meet but Dick Red-cap!
A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,–
If you’ll tell me this riddle, I’ll give you a groat.
As I went through the garden gap,
Who should I meet but Dick Red-cap!
A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,–
If you’ll tell me this riddle, I’ll give you a groat.