One little bat Hanging by its feet. Two little bats Wishing they could eat. Three little bats Waiting for the dark So they can stretch their wings And fly around the park.
One witch, Two witches Three witches, Four Not one less Not one more Everyone calls them Witches four.
The Halloween Hat was black and fat And on a witch’s head it sat.
(Tune: Ten Little Indians) One little, two little, three little witches Fly over haystacks Fly over ditches Slide down moonbeams without any hitches Hi Ho Halloween
