Aiken Drum
There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon, lived in the moon, There was a man lived in the moon, And his name was Aiken Drum, And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle, And he played upon a ladle, And his name was Aiken Drum. And his hat was made of good cream cheese, And his name, &c. And his coat was made of good roast beef, And his name, &c. And his buttons were made of penny loaves, And his name, &c. His waistcoat was made of crust of pies, And his name, &c. His breeches were made of haggis bags, And his name, &c. There was a man in another town, And his name was Willy Wood; And he played upon a razor, And his name was Willy Wood. And he ate up all the good cream cheese, And his name, &c. And he ate up all the good roast beef, And his name, &c. And he ate up all the penny loaves, And his name, &c. And he ate up all the good pie crust, And his name, &c. But he choked upon the haggis bags, And there was an end of Willy Wood.
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