For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam, Ten thousand miles I've travelled Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes For to save her shoes from grave Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money I went down to Satan's Kitchen For to get me food one morning And there I got souls piping hot All on the spit a-turning Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money The spirits white as lightening Did on my travels guide me The sun did shake and the moon would quake Whenever they espied me Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money My staff has murdered giants
And my bag a long knife carries For the mince pies from children's thighs, And feed them to the faeries Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money Tonight I'll gonna murdering The man in the moon to a powder His staff I'll break and his dog I'll shake And there'll howl no demon louder Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money To see Mad Tom of Bedlam, Ten thousand miles I've travelled. Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes, For to save her shoes from gravel Still I sing bonney boys, Bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare, and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money