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Here's what is reputed to be the original SW song (which contains something akin to both lyrics):

TEN LITTLE INDIANS, by Septimus Winner, 1868

Ten little Injuns standin' in a line,
One toddled home and then there were nine;
Nine little Injuns swingin' on a gate,
One tumbled off and then there were eight.
One little, two little, three little, four little, five little Injuns boys,
Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little, ten little Injuns boys.
Eight little Injuns gayest under heav'n,
One went to sleep and then there were seven;
Seven little Injuns cutting up their tricks,
One broke his neck and then there were six.

Six little Injuns kickin' all alive,
One kick'd the bucket and then there were five;
Five little Injuns on a cellar door,
One tumbled in and then there were four.

Four little Injuns up on a spree,
One he got fuddled and then there were three;
Three little Injuns out in a canoe,
One tumbled overboard and then there were two.

Two little Injuns foolin' with a gun,
One shot t'other and then there was one;
One little Injuns livin' all alone,
He got married and then there were none.

Frank Green was credited with the poem TEN LITTLE ******* in 1869. It was the basis for the poem in the A.Christie novel (but it still has some different lines from the book version I showed in the previous post).

See at this link here:
http://www.deliciousdeath.com/34/34e.html

TEN LITTLE White Boys, by Septimus Winner, 1868 (Revised by Rebelbase)

Ten little White Boys standin' in a line,
One toddled home and then there were nine;
Nine little White Boys swingin' on a gate,
One tumbled off and then there were eight.

One little, two little, three little, four little, five little White Boys , Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little, ten little White Boys.

Eight little White Boys gayest under heav'n,
One went to sleep and then there were seven;
Seven little White Boys cutting up their tricks,
One broke his neck and then there were six.

Six little White Boys kickin' all alive,
One kick'd the bucket and then there were five;
Five little White Boys on a cellar door,
One tumbled in and then there were four.

Four little White Boys up on a spree,
One he got fuddled and then there were three;
Three little White Boys out in a canoe,
One tumbled overboard and then there were two.

Two little White Boys foolin' with a gun,
One shot t'other and then there was one;
One little White Boy livin' all alone,
He got married and then there were none.

In modern times, talking about gays and guns is what would get this poem banned in most schools.

Or then there is this favorite (thanks to Disney..."Jiminy Cricket" sang the song on an old LP I had as a kid):

Once upon a time there were ten little cannibals
Swingin' on a vine, ,
One tried to pet a big wildcat,
And then there were nine.
One of the nine drank turpentine
And then there were eight.
Then one more fell dead on the floor
And seven was their fate.
One went to politics,
Then there were only six.
One took a dive,
Now five we see.
One went to Singapore,
Then there were only four.
One turned green,
Then there were three.
One fell into some glue,
Then there were only two...
They drank from a loving cup.
One became a skeleton,
Then there was only one,
And he ate himself all up. (What a silly thing to do!)