I've always like the last verse in the way I learned Jenny Jenkins...
What will you, my dear, oh dear, then what will ya wear J. J.?
Wellllllllll......what do you care if I just go bare,
Gonna...etc.

And I like Strawberry Faire

As I went down to S. F.
Singing, singing, buttercups and daisies
Met a lady making her way, fol de dee
Her eyes were blue, and gold was her hair
As she went on to S. F.

Reevo, reevo, fol de diddle di do
Reevo, reevo, fol de diddle day

Just trips right off the tongue.