I alwys understood that this was a Yorkshire song. Here goes anyway

Old Johnny Bucker he lived by himself
Aslong as he had perfect health,
Then he took himsif a wife
To look after him for the rest of his life

Ch, And it's I do believe, I will believe,
    Old Johnny Bucker was a rare old bugger
    And a rare old bugger was he.

Old Mrs Bucker she had a bad leg
And the doctor ordered her to bed
He told Johnny when he came in
That he'd have to rub his wife's bad leg with gin!

Ch...

Old Johnny Bucker he thought it was a sin
To rub his wifes bad leg with gin
He took the gin and poured it down his throttle
And he rubbed her bad leg with the bottle!

Ch...

Old Johnny Bucker went walking one day
Down by the river he chanced to stray
He fell in and he began to shout
But there was no bugger there for to pull the bugger out

Ch....

Can't where i first heard it but a guy named Frank O'Reilly used to sing it