This is Roud 16: Froggy's Courting. You can see a version in Chalmers' Popular Rhymes of Scotland (online at Hathi).
THE FROG AND THE MOUSE
A frog went a-courting, he did ride, h’m, h’m,
A frog went a-courting, he did ride,
Sword and pistol by his side, h’m, h’m.
He rode up to Miss Mouse's door,
Where he had never been before.
He took Miss Mouse upon his knee;
Says: “Miss Mouse, will you marry me?”
“Without my Uncle Rat's consent
I would not marry the President.”
Then Uncle Rat gave his consent,
The weasel wrote the publishment.
Then Uncle Rat went down to town
To buy his niece a wedding-gown.
The frog would laugh and shake his fat sides
To think Miss Mouse would be his bride.
O where will the wedding-supper be?
Away down yonder in the hollow tree.
O what will the wedding-supper be?
Three green beans and a black-eyed pea.
The first came in was a little moth
To spread on the table-cloth.
The next came in was a bumble-bee
With his fiddle on his knee.
The next came in was a nimble flea
To take a jig with the bumble-bee.
The next came in was a little old fly;
He ate up all the wedding pie.
The next came in was a little old chick;
He ate so much it made him sick.
The next came in was an old Tom cat;
Swallowed Miss Mouse as slick as a rat.
Gentleman Frog swam over the lake,
And he got swallowed by a big, black snake.
So here is an end of one, two, three,
Frog and a mouse and a bumble-bee.
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