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To see mad Tom of Bedlam ten thousand miles I'd travel
mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes to keep her shoes from gravel

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Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonny
for they all go bare and the live by the air and they want no drink nor money

I went down to Satan's kitchen for to get me food one morning
and there I spied souls piping hot all on the spit a turning

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My staff has murdered giants, my bag a big knife carries
to cut mince pies from children's thighs with which to feed the faeries

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And spirits white as lightening will on my travels guide me
the moon would quake and the stars would shake whenever they espied me

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And when that I have murdered the man in the moon to powder
his rod I'll break and his staff I'll shake and they'll howl the demon louder

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