Wim Wam Waddle

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When I was a little boy, I lived by myself
 
All the bread and cheese I had I  
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laid them on the shelf.
 
The  
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rats and the mice, they led me such a life,
 
I had to go to London to  
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get me a wife.
 
To my  
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wim-wam-waddle, to my  
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Jack Straw straddle,
 
To my  
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Johnny’s got his fiddle and he’s going on  
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home.

The ruts were so wide and the lanes were so narrow,

I had to bring her home in an old wheelbarrow.

I swapped my wheelbarrow, got me a horse,

And then I rode from cross to cross.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

I swapped my horse and got me a mare,

And then I rode from fair to fair.

I swapped my mare and got me a cow,

But in that trade I didn’t know how.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

I swapped my cow and I got me a calf,

And in that trade I just lost half.

I swapped my calf and I got me a mule.

And then I rode like a silly old fool.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

I swapped my mule and got me a sheep

And then I worked myself to sleep.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

I swapped my sheep and got me a hen,

And oh what a pretty thing I had then.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

I swapped my hen and got me a mole

And the tiny thing went straight for its hole.
To my wim-wam-waddle…

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