Excepting leap-year—that’s the time
When February’s days are twenty-nine.
Come, Dance a Jig.
Come, dance a jig
To my granny’s pig,
With a raudy, rowdy, dowdy;
Come, dance a jig
To my granny’s pig,
And pussy-cat shall crowdy.
Excepting leap-year—that’s the time
When February’s days are twenty-nine.
Come, dance a jig
To my granny’s pig,
With a raudy, rowdy, dowdy;
Come, dance a jig
To my granny’s pig,
And pussy-cat shall crowdy.