Old folk song I didn't write >:""0

''There was an old farmer who sat on a rock

Stroking his whiskers and shaking his fist at his neighbors who sat on their ricks

Teaching their children to play with their kite-strings and marbles in the old days of yore 

Along came a lady who looked like a decent young lady and walked like a duck


Said she'd discovered a new way to bring up the children to sew and to knit 


The boys in the stables were shoveling up contents of stables left after the hunt


The carman was feeling a nice piece of straw from the stables cleaning the walls


In came the dairymaid to play with his dog in the dairy where she did belong


If you think this is dirty well, you're F**kin' well wrong''