A-Tisket A-Tasket

A tisket, a tasket, a green and yellow basket, I wrote a letter to my friend and on the way I dropped it, I dropped it, I dropped it, and on the way I dropped it, a little boy he picked it up and put it in his pocket

He ran and ran down the street with laughter in his feet. I called out, hey that's mine, but he was gone in time. He giggled as he sped away not knowing what to say and all I could do was sigh as he vanished from my eye

Oh, where's my letter now? I wonder who will see? Will it make it to my friend or be lost to mystery

A tisket, a tasket, a green and yellow basket, I hope my friend receives it soon before the rise of the moon. But as I wait I wonder still if the boy went up the hill to give my note or keep it tight and hold it through the night

Oh, where's my letter now? I wonder who will see? Will it make it to my friend or be lost to mystery

A tisket, a tasket, a mystery in a basket, I guess I'll wait and see what becomes of my letter for thee