[Bobby Shaftoe’s gone to sea,]
Silver buckles on his knee;
He’ll come back and marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.
Bobby Shaftoe’s fat and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair,
He’s my love forevermore,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.
| [Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?] I’ve been to London to see the Queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there? I frightened a little mouse under the chair. |
