If ever you mean to thrive.”
“Nay, I’ll not give my fiddle
To any man alive.
If I should give my fiddle,
They’ll think that I’ve gone mad,
For many a joyful day
My fiddle and I have had.”
There was a busy man who lived on a hill,
If ever you mean to thrive.”
“Nay, I’ll not give my fiddle
To any man alive.
If I should give my fiddle,
They’ll think that I’ve gone mad,
For many a joyful day
My fiddle and I have had.”
There was a busy man who lived on a hill,