For to see mad Tom of Bedlam
10, 000 miles I'd travel
Mad Mauldin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
I went down to Satan's kitchen
For to get me food this morning
And there I got soul's piping hot
All on the spit a-turning
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
My staff hath murdered giants
And my bag along I carries
I cut mince pies from children's thighs
With which to feed the fairies
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
My spirit's white as lightning
Would on my travels guide me
The moon would quake and the stars would shake
Whenever they espied me
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
And when that I have murdered
The man in the moon to a powder
His staff I'll break and his dog I'll shake
And there'll howl no demon louder
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
For to see mad Tom of Bedlam
10, 000 years I'd travel
Mad Mauldin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money