To see Mad Tom of Bedlam, Ten thousand miles I’ve traveled Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes To save her shoes from gravel
It’s well that we sing bonney boys Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live in the air And they want no drink nor money
I went down to Satan’s Kitchen For to break my fast one morning And there I got souls piping hot All on the spits a-turning
It’s well that we sing bonney boys Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live in the air And they want no drink nor money
These spirits white as lightning Did on that journey guide me The sun did shake and the pale moon quake Whenever they did spy me
It’s well that we sing bonney boys Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live in the air And they want no drink nor money
Tonight I’ll go a-murdering The man in the moon to a powder His staff I’ll break and his dog I’ll shake And I’ll howl a wee bit louder
It’s well that we sing bonney boys Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live in the air And they want no!
To see Mad Tom of Bedlam, Ten thousand miles I’ve traveled Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes To save her shoes from gravel
It’s well that we sing bonney boys Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live in the air And they want no drink nor money