THE BROOM MAN

One day the broom man came down the street.

“Brooms, brooms, brooms!” called the broom man.

“Come and buy. Come and buy a broom!”

“Mother! Mother!” called Bobby and Betty. “Don’t you want to buy a broom?”

“Yes,” said Mother. “My old broom is wearing out. I need a new broom.”

Bobby called to the broom man, and he came to the back door.

Mother bought a new broom.

She paid the broom man eighty cents.

Then he went down the street calling, “Brooms, brooms, brooms!”

“Let me sweep with the new broom,” said Bobby.

Mother let Bobby sweep the back porch.

“Now it’s my turn to sweep,” said Betty.

“You may sweep the steps,” said Mother.

Betty worked very hard.

She wanted to sweep the steps clean.

“I could sweep better, Mother, if I were a little bigger,” said Betty. “I wish the broom was not so big.”

“This broom is too big for a little girl,” said Mother.

“Some day I will buy you a smaller broom.”

“Oh, thank you, Mother,” said Betty. “Buy me a little broom.”

“You shall have a little broom,” said Mother. “And tonight I will teach you and Bobby a song about broom girls who sold little brooms.”

The broom man maketh his living most sweet,With carrying brooms from street to street;Who would desire a pleasanter thing,Than all the day long to do nothing but sing,“New brooms, green brooms, will you buy any?Come maidens, come quickly, let me make a penny”?

The broom man maketh his living most sweet,

With carrying brooms from street to street;

Who would desire a pleasanter thing,

Than all the day long to do nothing but sing,

“New brooms, green brooms, will you buy any?

Come maidens, come quickly, let me make a penny”?

A new broom sweeps clean.Sweep before your own door.

A new broom sweeps clean.

Sweep before your own door.

Buy a big broom for lady,And a little broom for baby.

Buy a big broom for lady,

And a little broom for baby.

Round the house and round the house, and yet stands in the corner.A broom

Round the house and round the house, and yet stands in the corner.

A broom

That which flies high and flies low, has no feet, yet wears shoes.Dust

That which flies high and flies low, has no feet, yet wears shoes.

Dust

From Dutchland I come with my fine brooms all laden,So, Mistress and Maiden, will you please buy a broom?Buy a broom! Buy a broom!I’ve a large one for a ladyAnd a small one for a baby,So, all you kind ladies,Will you please buy a broom?Buy a broom! Buy a broom!Buy a broom! Buy a broom!

From Dutchland I come with my fine brooms all laden,

So, Mistress and Maiden, will you please buy a broom?

Buy a broom! Buy a broom!

I’ve a large one for a lady

And a small one for a baby,

So, all you kind ladies,

Will you please buy a broom?

Buy a broom! Buy a broom!

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