Little Boy Blue    come blow your horn   the dish ran away with the spoon   home again home again   saturday morn   never gets up before noon      she used to render   you legal and tender   when you used to    send her your promises boy   a dill or a dollar   unbutton your collar   come out and holler    out all of your noise      little boy blue   come blow your top   cut it rite down to the quick   don't sit home and cry   on the fourth of july   around now you're hittin' bricks      so abracadabra   now she disappeared   now everything's Canada dry   so watch your behavior   and rattle your cane   with a bottle of bourbon   Good-bye      little boy blow   lost little bo peep   she fell thru a hole in the nest   Now ain't it peculiar   that she's finally cooled your   big wheels just like all of the rest      whenever it rains   the umbrella complain   they're always gettin' played for a chump   so mark and strike it   she's history now   and you're hangin' out at the pump      Little Boy Blue...      she used to render...