KNEES UP, MOTHER BROWN - Amy Levy Poems

 
 

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KNEES UP, MOTHER BROWN

Oh, knees up, Mother Brown,
Knees up, Mother Brown.
Come along, dearie, let it go,
Ee-I-Ee-I-Ee-I-O.
It's your blooming birthday,
Let's wake up all the town,
So, knees up, knees up,
Don't get the breeze up,
Knees up, Mother Brown.

Knees up, Mother Brown,
Knees up, Mother Brown,
Under the table you must go,
E-i, E-i, E-i-o.
If I catch you standing,
I'll saw your legs right off,
Knees up, knees up,
Don't get the breeze up,
Knees up Mother Brown.

Knees up, Mother Brown,
Knees up, Mother Brown,
Under the table you must go,
E-i, E-i, E-i-o.
If I catch you bending
I'll pull your drawers right off
Knees up, knees up,
Don't get the breeze up,
Knees up Mother Brown.