Bedlam Boys / The Rights Of Man

To see my Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
Maudlin goes on dirty toes
To save her shoes from gravel

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, the bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

Went to Pluto's kitchen
To break me fast one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
That on the spit were turning

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, the bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

My staff has murdered giants
My pack a long knife carries
To cut mince pies from children's thighs
With which they feed the fairies

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, the bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

Just then his spirit hot as lightning
Did on the journey guide me
The sun did shake, the pale moon quaked
When e'er she did espy me

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, the bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

No gypsy slut nor doxy
Is gonna take me Mad Tom from me
I'll dance all night and with stars fight
A fray it shall become me

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, the bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

To see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
And Maudlin goes on dirty toes
To save her shoes from gravel

Yet will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
They want no drink nor money

Thank you
We don't have a bad song



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