Poor old Robinson Crusoe! poor old Robinson Crusoe!
They made him a coat of an old Nanny goat,
I wonder how they could do so!
With a ring-a-ting-tang, and a ring-a-ting-tang,
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
Bat, bat, come under my hat,
And I'll give you a slice of bacon,
And when I bake I'll give you a cake,
If I am not mistaken.
The North Wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will poor Robin do then?
Poor thing!
He will hop to a barn,
And to keep himself warm,
Will hide his head under his wing,
Poor thing!