To see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For 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
And they want no drink nor money
I went to Pluto's kitchen
To break my fast one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
That on the spit were turning
Still I sing Bonny boys, Bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare
And they live in the air
And they want no drink nor money
My staff has murdered giants
My pack the long knife carries
To cut mince pies from children's thighs
With which to feed the fairies
Yet will I sing Bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare
And they live in the air
And they want no drink nor money
And when that I have murdered
the man in the moon to a powder
His staff I'll break
and his dog I'll shake
And there will howl no demon louder
Still I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare
and they live in the air
And they want no drink nor money
Still I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare
And they live in the air
And they want no drink nor money