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