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 His legs were as bow'd as the half o' a loop,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

An' his arms were sae lang, he ne'er needit to stoop,
 * For he picked up preens without bending his knee.

He laughed, and the hale o' the men o' our toun,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

Lap out o' their wits and fell down in a swoon,
 * The flent o' them had the power to flee.

He sang, and they sprang to their foot in a crack,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

Now what I relate is a notable fact,
 * For I was sleeping when I did it see.

He play'd them a jig, and the dancing began,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

And he led them to where a big water down ran,
 * Where he douked them till they were like to die.

This queer wee man lap up on a hill,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

An' be open'd his mouth like the door o' a mill,
 * I hope sic a mouth I will ne'er again sec.

But thunder ne'er gied sic a terrible roar,
 * Fiddledum, faddledum, fee, fee, fee;

As when he announced that the dancing was o'er,
 * An' bade them fareweel, an' awa' did flee.

Weary and wet our mon cam' hame,
 * Fiddledum, faddlodum, fee, fee, fee;

An' swore the wee man was surely to blame,
 * For using sic freedoms in ony countrie.