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Tommy-a-Lynn was a Dutchman born,

His head was bald and his chin was shorn.

He wore a cap made of a grey hare's skin,

O a rare old man was Tommy-a-Lynn.

All to my tooth, and a laugh a long-lee.

Tommy's a Ranter and a Rover,

Tommy's a bone of my Stover,

Brew, screw, Rivet and tin,

O a rare old man was Tommy-a-Lynn.

Tommy-a-Lynn had no boots to put on,

But two calves' skins and the hair was gone.

They were split at the side and the water ran in,

'I am damp to my feet,' said Tommy-a-Lynn.

All to my tooth, etc.

Tommy-a-Lynn has a-hunting gone,

A bridle of mouse tails has he hung on.

The bridle broke and the horse ran away,

'I'm not over well bridled,' said Tommy to-day.

All to my tooth, etc.

Tommy-a-Lynn has a-riding gone,

A saddle of urchins' skins has he put on.

The urchins' prickles were sharp as a pin,

'I've got a sore seat,' said Tommy-a-Lynn.

All to my tooth, etc.

Tom-a-Lynn's daughter, she sat on the stair,

'O father, I fancy, I'm wondrous fair!'

The stair it broke, and the maid fell in.

'You're fair enough now,' said Tommy-a-Lynn.

All to my tooth, etc.

Tom-a-Lynn, his wife and his mother,

They all fell into the fire together.

'Ow-yow!' said the topmost, 'I've got a hot kin.'

'It's hotter below,' said Tommy-a-Lynn.

All to my tooth, etc.