Now lily vite sand ran in her ’ead, as she went along Strand, oh,
She forgot as she’d got sprats on her ’ead and cried, D’ye you want any lily vite sand, oh?
The folks amaz’d all thought her craz’d, as she went along the Strand, oh,
To see a gal with sprats on her ’ead, cry, D’ye vant any lily vhite sand, oh?
Now Rat-catcher’s daughter so ran in his ’ead, he couldn’t tell vat he vas arter,
So, instead of crying, D’ye vant any sand? he cried, D’ye vant any Rat-catcher’s, daughter?
His donkey cock’d his ears and laughed, and couldn’t think vat he vas arter,
Ven he heard his lady vite sandman cry, D’ye vant any Rat-catcher’s daughter?
They both agreed to married be upon next Easter Sunday,
But Rat-catcher’s daughter, she had a dream that she wouldn’t be alive on Monday.