And ’tis but a penny to Twickenham Town.”
The ferryman’s slim and the ferryman’s young,
And he’s just a soft twang in the turn of his tongue,
And he’s fresh as a pippin and brown as a berry,
And ’tis but a penny to Twickenham Town.
O-hoi ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho, Ho.
2.
“O-hoi ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho, I’m for the ferry,
The briars in bud, the sun going down,
And it’s late as it is, and I haven’t a penny,