We'll Come a cob-a-coalin, cob-a coalin, cob-a-coalin
We'll come a cob-a-coalin for bonfire night.

In the folk cellar there is an old feller
Who's brought in a Banjo and Plucks quite a lot,
Plucks a lot, plucks a lot morning till night,
If you think that I can't spell, well maybe you're right!

FC