Classic Poem

1 Oh, yes, my lads, we'll roll a-lee,
Come down, you
We'll soon be far away from sea,
bunch of roses, come down, Oh, you pinks and poses,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down.

1 Oh, yes, my lads, we'll roll alee,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down,
We'll soon be far away from sea,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down.

Chorus

Oh, you pinks and poses,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down.

2 Oh, what do yer s'pose we had for supper?
Black-eyed beans and bread and butter.

3 Oh, Poll's in the garden picking peas.
She's got fine hair way down to her knees.

4 I went downstairs and peeked through a crack,
And saw her stealing a kiss from Jack.

5 I grabbed right hold of a piece of plank
And ran out quick and gave her a spank.