Wait till arter August four or five!
Me and Missus, we will take a drive.
Toffs say, "Wonderful they're still alive!"
You shall see that little Donkey go!
I'll soon show 'em wot we mean to do;
Just wot my old Missus wants me to;
And in spite of all that rowdy crew,
'Ollerin' "Woa! Steady! Neddy, woa!"
Chorus.
"Wot cher!" all the neighbours cried.