Tweedily, Tweedily, Twee (North Cornwall).

There was an old couple and they were poor;

They lived in a house that had but one door,

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

Now this old man went far from home,

And left his old wife to stay at home,

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

Now this old man came home at last,

And found his door and windows fast,

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

Ah, I’ve bin sick whilst you’ve gone,

If you’d bin in the garden you could’ve heard me groan.

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

An I’m sorry for that, cries he;

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

Then pluck me an apple from yonder tree,

That will I willingly do, cries he;

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.

Pop goes the ladder, and down goes he,

An that’s cleverly done, cries she;

Tweedily, tweedily, twee.