To find Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand years I travelled
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
To save her shoes from gravel.
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Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money.
I now reprent that ever
Poor Tom was so disdain-ed
My wits are lost since him I crossed
Which makes me thus go chain-ed
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I went to Satan's kitchen
For to break my food one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
All on the spit a-turning.
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There I took old a-cauldron
Where boiled ten thousand harlots
Though full of flame I drank the same
To the health of all such varlets.
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My staff has murdered giants
My bag a long knife carries
To cut mince pies from children's thighs
For which to feed the fairies.
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The spirits are as lightening
Would on my travels guide me
The sun would shake and the hill would quake
As soon as here espied me.
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No gypsy, slut or doxy
Shall win my Mad Tom from me
I'll weep all night, with stars I'll fight
The fray shall well become me.
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So drink to Tom of Bedlam
Go fill the seas in barrels
I'll drink it all, well brewed with gall
And Maudlin drunk I'll quarrel
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