And all for the sake of our Island.
O, what a snug little Island!
They’d all have a touch at the Island!
Some were shot dead, some of them fled,
And some stayed to live on the Island.
Then a very great war-man, called Billy the Norman,
Cried, “D—n it, I never liked my land.
It would be much more handy, to leave this Normandy,
And live on your beautiful Island.”
Says he, “’Tis a snug little Island;