September 16. Story of the Day: Aiken Drum

This sone comes from A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes by Sabine Baring-Gould.

This is Roud 2571. See Chalmers' Popular Rhymes of Scotland for another version and with music (online at Hathi).

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AIKEN DRUM



There was a man lived in the moon,
And his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

And his hat was made of good cream cheese,
And his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

And his coat was made of good roast beef,
And his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

And his buttons were made of penny loaves,
AAnd his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

His waistcoat was made of crusts of pies,
And his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

His breeches were made of haggis bags,
And his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

There was a man in another town,
And his name was Willy Wood,
And he played upon a razor,
And his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the good cream cheese,
And his name was Willy Wood,
And he played upon a razor,
And his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the good roast beef,
And his name was Willy Wood,
And he played upon a razor,
And his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the penny loaves,
And his name was Willy Wood,
And he played upon a razor,
And his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the crusts of pies,
And his name was Willy Wood,
And he played upon a razor,
And his name was Willy Wood.

But he choked himself with the haggis bags,
And there was an end of Willy Wood.

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