This is how I learned it from my mother who claimed that my older brother just started singing it one day in the early seventies. She suspected he learned it at school.


Peeking through the knothole of grandpa's wooden leg,
who wound the clock while I was gone.
Go get the ax, there's a flea in lizzie's ear and
a boy's best friend is his mother.

I fell from a window, a second story window,
who built the shore so close to the ocean.
who cut the sleeves from dear old daddy's vest
and a cup buys some spoons to build a sewer.