Says Tom, I'll go back by myself to our house, For there I can catch a good rat or a mouse, But, says the old woman, how will you go? No, no, says Tom, I've a plan of my own, So he slid down the rainbow, and left her alone, So now, if you happen to visit the sky, With a high gee ho, gee humble; And want to come back, you Tom's method may try, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. |