I have a sad story to tell you And it may hurt your feelings a bit My wee song is not very pleasant 'Cause it's all on the subject of Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave ev'ry day and you'll always look clean There was an old woman lived near us She died in the middle of the night And so to fulfill her last wishes She was buried in six foot of My sister is fond of her knitting She knits in the bathroom each night One time she dropped all her stitches And the landed in a big pile of When I was in france in the army I went and I opened my kit I thought that I might have a sandwich But the darned thing was full up with Our baby fell out of the window It's wee head it might have been split But our child it was very lucky For it landed in a big pile of And now friends my story is ended I may've hurt your feelings a bit But if you did not like my wee song Stick your head in a big pile of