A-tisket A-tasket
Please listen it's awful bad.
Please listen I'm awful sad.
Please help me I'm singin' the blues.
A-tisket, a-tasket
A green-and-yellow basket
I bought a basket for my mommie
On the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up,
And took it to the market.
She was truckin' on down the avenue
Without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground.
A-tisket, a-tasket
She took my yellow basket,
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I shall die.
A-tisket, a-tasket
A green-and-yellow basket
I bought a basket for my mommie
On the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up,
And took it to the market.
She was truckin' on down the avenue
Without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground.
A-tisket, a-tasket
She took my yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I shall die.
(Was it red?) No, no, no, no
(Was it brown?) No, no, no, no
(Was it blue?) No, no, no, no
Just a little yellow basket.
Words and music by:
Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander
A-tisket A-tasket
A-tisket, a-tasket,
A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,
But on the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it,
And, on the way I dropped it.
A little boy picked it up,
And put it in his pocket.