Classic Poem

House catch on fire
and ain't no water 'round
If your house catch on fire
ain't no water 'round
Throw your trunk out the window
building burn on down

I went to the Gypsy
to have my fortune told
I went to the Gypsy
to have my fortune told
He said, Doggone you, girlie
doggone your bad luck soul

I turned around
went to the Gypsy next door
I turned around
went to the Gypsy next door
He said, You'll get a man
any where you go

Let me be your rag-doll
until your chiny come
Let me be your rag-doll
till your chiny come
If he beats me ragged
he's got to rag it some