A nice young ma-wa-wan Lived on a hi-wi-will; A nice young ma-wa-wan, For I knew him we-we-well.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
This nice young ma-wa-wan Went out to mo-wo-wow To see if he-we-we Could make a sho-wo-wow.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
He scarcely mo-wo-wowed Half round the fie-we-wield Till up jumped—come a rattle, come a sna-wa-wake, And bit him on the he-we-weel.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
He laid right dow-we-wown Upon the gro-wo-wound And shut his ey-wy-wyes And looked all aro-wo-wound.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
"O pappy da-wa-wad, Go tell my ga-wa-wal That I'm a-goin' ter di-wi-wie, For I know I sha-wa-wall."
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
"O pappy da-wa-wad, Go spread the ne-wu-wus; And here come Sa-wa-wall Without her sho-woo-woos."
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
"O John, O Joh-wa-wahn, Why did you go-wo-wo Way down in the mea-we-we-dow So far to mo-wo-wow?"
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
"O Sal, O Sa-wa-wall, Why don't you kno-wo-wow When the grass gits ri-wi-wipe, It must be mo-wo-woed?"
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
Come all young gir-wi-wirls And shed a tea-we-wear For this young ma-wa-wan That died right he-we-were.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!
Come all young me-we-wen And warning ta-wa-wake, And don't get bi-wi-wit By a rattle sna-wa-wake.
To my rattle, to my roo-rah-ree!