Lady Rum-Di-Doodle-Dum's Children

by Samuel Benjamin Dickson

Then I dumps ex-Captain Harry in the Port of Monterey.

Sing, you pigs and little fishes in the moonlight.

And we ’as a solemn funeral and for the body pray.

Sing, you pigs and little fishes by the moon.

Next we sails from Monterey in the sinking of the night.

Sing, you pigs and little fishes in the moonlight.

And we heads across the waters and an island heaves in sight

In the sickly, pale blue shining of the moon.

And on the shore was cannibals and all they wore was hair.

Sing, you pigs and little fishes in the moonlight.