I Wisht I Was a Little Rock  An American Mother Goose Jingle 

I Wisht I Was a Little Rock 

An American Mother Goose Jingle 

We little Dougan kids laughed as many

times as we would hear Grampa Dougan

shout this verse: It was on a little plaque 

by the front door of the Big House before 

1930.

“I wisht I was a little rock 

A-settn’ on a hill,

A-doin’ nothin’ all day long 

Cept jest a-settin’ still.

I wouldn’t sleep, I wouldn’t eat, 

I wouldn’t even wash.

I’d jest set there a hunnert years 

An’ rest m’self, b’gosh!”

2024 Jacqueline Jackson

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