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Wheels on the Bus

Wheels on the Bus

The wheels on the bus go round and round,
Round and round,
Round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
All through the town.
The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish;
Swish, swish, swish;
Swish, swish, swish.
The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish,
All through the town.
The windows on the bus go up and down;
Up and down;
Up and down.
The windows on the bus go up and down,
All through the town.
The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep;
Beep, beep, beep;
Beep, beep, beep.
The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep,
All through the town.
The people on the bus go bump, bump, bump;
Bump, bump, bump;
Bump, bump, bump.
The people on the bus go bump, bump, bump,
All through the town.
The driver on the bus says “Move on back,
Move on back, move on back.”
The driver on the bus says, “Move on back,”
All through the town.
The doors on the bus go, Open and shut;
Open and shut;
Open and shut.
The doors on the bus go, Open and shut
All through the town.
The mommy on the bus says, “I Love You”;
“I Love You”;
“I Love You.”
The mommy on the bus says, “I Love You,”
All through the town.
The daddy on the bus says, “I Love You too”;
“I Love You too”;
“I Love You too.”
The daddy on the bus says, “I Love You too,”
All through the town.



Origin

The author and composer of “The Wheels on the Bus” are unknown, but the rhyme seems to be loosely based on the traditional English rhyme, “Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush,” which was first published by the English Shakespearean scholar, James Orchard Halliwell-Phillips, in the mid-19th century.

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