When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself,
And all the meat I got I put upon a shelf,
The rats and mice did lead me such a life,
That I went to London to get myself a wife.
The streets were so broad and the lanes were so narrow,
I could not get my wife home without a wheel barrow,
The wheel barrow broke, my wife got a fall,
Down tumbled wheel barrow, little wife and all.