The moon shone on the village pump, it also shone on Nell
Was she waiting for her lover? Was she bloody hell
She was waiting for dirty Dan who worked aboard a lugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit, the dirty rotten bugger

He took her down a leafy lane, his intentions were unlawful
And when she dropped her knickers down the smell was bloody awful
He whipped it in, he whipped it out, he wiped it on the grass
And when she cried "enough" "enough", he whipped it up her arse