As some day it may happen that a victim must be found I ve got a little listI ve got a little list. Of social offenders who might well be under ground And who never would be missedwho never would be missed.
Now landsmen all, whoever you may be, If you want to rise to the top of the tree If your soul is nt fettered to an office stool Be careful to be guided by this golden rule: Stick close to your desks and never go to sea And you all may be Rulers of the Queens Navee.
On a tree by a river a little tomtit Sang Willow, titwillow, titwillow And I said to him, Dicky-bird, why do you sit Singing Willow, titwillow, titwillow?