Up and
down the City Road,
In and out the Eagle
That’s
the way the money goes,
Pop goes the weasel!
Half
a pound of tupenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle;
Mix
it up and make it nice,
Pop goes the weasel!
Every
night when I go out,
The monkey’s on the table;
Take
a stick and knock it off,
Pop goes the weasel! |
