When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.
Chorus
With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain,
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to man's estate,
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate.
Chorus
But when I came alas to wive,
By swaggering could I never thrive.
Chorus
But when I came unto my beds,
The toss-pots still had drunken heads.
Chorus
A great while ago, the world began,
With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain,
But that's all one, our song is done,
And we'll strive to please you every day.

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