Dredging up memories from years ago, I heard this as a small child and cannot swear to it's accuracy.
I can remember this........


Little Mr Baggy Breeches I love you
If you'll be my Sunday fellow
I'll patch up your breeches with pink and with yellow
And folks will say, as we lean o'er the ocean wall
"Lena's been patching his breeches
Soon he'll have no breeches at all"

Aye' Aye Yipee
Patches big, patches small
Aye, aye, yipee
Soon he'll have no breeches at all