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