A-Tisket A-Tasket
Milt Jackson Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The song "A-Tisket A-Tasket" by Milt Jackson tells a story of a little girl who accidentally drops her mother's green and yellow basket while carrying it through the streets, and a passerby girl who picks it up and takes it to the market. The song follows the first girl's frantic search for the basket, and her fear that if it is not returned, she will "die." The repetitive nature of the lyrics and the upbeat swing melody combine to create a playful and lighthearted tune that masks the panic underlying the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

A-Tisket A-Tasket
I lost my basket


A green and yellow basket
My basket was green and yellow


I bought a basket for my mommie
I bought the basket for my mother


On the way I dropped it
I accidentally dropped the basket while I was walking


I dropped it, I dropped it
The basket fell out of my hands


Yes on the way I dropped it
I can confirm that the basket fell


A little girlie picked it up
A young girl picked up the basket


And took it to the market
The girl brought the basket to the market


She was truckin′ on down the
She was walking briskly down the street


Avenue without a single thing to do
She had no particular tasks to complete


She was peck, peck, peckin' all around
She was wandering aimlessly


When she spied it on the ground
When she saw the basket on the ground


A-Tisket A-Tasket
My lost basket


She took my yellow basket
The girl took my yellow basket


And if she doesn′t bring it back
If she doesn't return the basket


I think that I shall die
I will be very upset


(Was it red?)
Was the basket red?


(Was it brown?)
Was the basket brown?


(Was it blue)
Was the basket blue?


No, no, no, no
The basket was not red, brown or blue


Just a little yellow basket
The basket was simply yellow




Writer(s): Van Alexander, Ella Fitzgerald

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