I went a'walking on a winter's morning City rain was falling Seagulls were calling Cold, didn't heed it Gold, I didn't need it Came home with a baby Called him little Jamie Soon the moon was rising Wouldn't stop his crying Pitter patter raining Neighbors complaining Milk wouldn't fill him Silks I couldn't give him Just a song to jig him Just a little rhythm Soon the night was ringing Mockingbirds were singing Looking glasses breaking Neighbors Awakening Bull carts are pulling Billy goats unwilling Mockingbirds lamenting Diamonds are glinting Little dogs called Rover Horses falling over Never ever stopping Such a love of shopping Whose beats are merry Sweeter than the Cherry Sharper than the Apple Always a devil Wings of the morning beating like a starling Wakes us all a'yawning Little drummer darling I went a'walking on a winter's morning Came home with the summer My little drummer