Two gentlemen were walking down the street one day
They met a pretty fair [bad word] on her way
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

Says one unto the other, I know this young girl well
Bidding her good morning, What have you got to sell?
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

I have butter and cream for sale, likewise some new laid eggs
Two rabbits in a basket, and another one 'tween my legs
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

I know you've butter and cream for sale, likewise some new laid eggs
But I wants to know the colour and the price of the one between your legs
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

The colour it is brown, sir; the price is fifty pounds
The bargain made, the money paid, we're off for yonder town
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

Then pulling up her petticoats, and they was snowy white
Pulling down a rabbit which gave all hands a fright
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

Then turning to this young girl as she was standing right
I did not mean a rabbit, but to lie with you all night
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

With you we made a bargain, good money we did pay
You robbed us of our fifty pounds; with a judge you'll rather stay
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

present from a friend, sir; to keep it from all harm
I put it there between my legs to keep it nice and warm
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day

Turning to this young man, the judge to him did say
You can take the rabbit home and cook it for your tea.
Fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o, fol the diddle-o-day