THE RAMBO-TREE
When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree—
It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!—
The bird sings low as the bumble-bee—
It's a long, sweet way across the orchard!—
The poor shote-pig he says, says he:
"When Autumn shakes the rambo-tree
There's enough for you and enough for me."—
It's a long, sweet way across the orchard.
For just two truant lads like we,