The grey goose and gander went over the hill,
The grey goose went barefoot for fear of being seen.
For fear of being seen, my boys, by the light of the moon,
Rise early tomorrow morning all in the same tune.
The shepherd is happy abroad on his down,
He would not change his crook for a sceptre and crown.
The blacksmith is black but his money is white,
And he drinks in the alehouse from morning till night.
Our landlord got drunk and his reckoning forgot
So we pulled down his signboard and broke all his pots.
The gentlemen took the ladies the horses to view,
Said the gentlemen to the ladies, now how do you do?
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