Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben,
He eat more meat than fourscore men;
He eat a cow, he eat a calf,
He eat a butcher and a half;
He eat a church, he eat a steeple,
He eat the priest and all the people!

A cow and a calf,
An ox and a half,
A church and a steeple,
And all the good people,
And yet he complained that his stomach

When good King Arthur ruled this land,

He was a goodly king;
He bought a peck of barley-meal,

To make a bag-pudding.

A bag-pudding the king did make,
And stuffed it well with plums:

And in it put great lumps of fat,
As big as my two thumbs.

The king and queen did eat thereof,

And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night,

The queen next morning fried.

It's once I courted as pretty a lass,

As ever your eyes did see;

But now she's come to such a pass,

She never will do for me.

She invited me to her own house,

Where oft I'd been before,

And she tumbled me into the hog-tub,

And I'll never go there any more.

Over the water, and over the lea,
And over the water to Charley.
Charley loves good ale and wine,
And Charley loves good brandy,
And Charley loves a pretty girl,
As sweet as sugar-candy.

Little Dicky Dilver

Had a wife of silver.

He took a stick and broke her back,

And sold her to the miller;

The miller wouldn't have her,

So he threw her in the river.