And his old woman capered for joy,
And danced him a gig on her crutches.
e.
1
Aw come now, I’ll sing you a song,
’Tis a song of right merry intent,
Concerning a silly old man
Who went for to pay his rent.
2
And as this here silly old man
And his old woman capered for joy,
And danced him a gig on her crutches.
e.
1
Aw come now, I’ll sing you a song,
’Tis a song of right merry intent,
Concerning a silly old man
Who went for to pay his rent.
2
And as this here silly old man