The Queen of Hearts she made
Lyrics
The Queen of Hearts,
she made some tarts,
All on a summer’s day;
The knave of Hearts,
he stole the tarts,
And took them clean away.
The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the Knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And vowed he’d steal no more.