As I was a walking down a London Street
A pretty little Oyster Girl I happened for to meet
I lifted up her basket and so boldly did I seek
For to see if she'd got any Oysters

Oh Oysters Oh Oysters Oh Oysters Said she
These are the finest Oysters that ever you could see
I sell them three penny but I'll give them to you free
For I see you are a lover of Oysters

Oh Landlord,Oh Landlord, Landlord I cried
Have you got a room that is empty and nearby
Where me and my pretty little Oyster Girl might lie
While we bargain for her basket of Oysters

Now we had not been in bed not a quarter hour or more
When my little Oyster Girl she's headed for the door
She's picked my bloody pocket and then down the stair she tore
But she left behind her basket of Oysters

Oh Landlord,O landlord,Landlord I cried
Did you see the little Oyster Girl a drinking by my side
She's gone and picked my pocket but the Landlord just replied
Son You shouldnt be so fond of your Oysters