Bedlam Boys Lyrics - Singles - Fire On Mcginnis

For to see my Tom of Bedlam 

10,0000 miles I'd travel 

Mad Maudlin goes with dirty toes 

For to save her shoes from gravel 

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Still I sing Bonnie Boys 

Bonnie mad boys, Bedlam Boys are bonnie 

They all go bare, they live in the air 

And they want no drink nor money 

Went down to Satin's kitchen 

For to beg my food one morning 

There I saw souls piping hot 

All on the spit a turning 

There I picked up a cauldron 

Where boiled 10,000 harlets 

Though full of flame, I drank the same 

To the health of all such varlets 

My staff has murdered giants 

My bag a long knife carries 

To cut mince pies from children's thighs 

For which to feed the fairies - for which to feed the fairies 

Spirits white as lightning 

Shall on my travels guide me 

The moon will quake the stars will shake 

When 'ere they espied me 

No Gypsy slut nor doxy shall win my mad Tom from me 

I'll weep all night, the stars I'll fight 

The fray will well become me 

It's when next I have murdered 

The Man-In-The_moon to powder 

His staff I'll break 

His dog I'll bake 

There'll howl no demon louder 

So drink to Tom of Bedlam 

He'll fill the sea with barrels 

I'll drink it all, all filled with gall 

With Maudlin I will travel