Here comes the Bogie Man!
Chorus.
Oh, hush! hush! hush!
Here comes the Bogie Man!
What hope, dears, when BEN TILLETT
Is made an Alderman?
Oh, whist! whist! whist!
He'll catch ye if he can!
Then vain you'll run, my popsey-wops,
From this new Bogie Man!