When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, ...
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain, ...
But when I came, alas! To wive,
With hey, ho, ...
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, ...
But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, ...
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, ...
A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, ...
But that's all one, our play is done.
And we'll strive to please you every day.