There was an old man called Michael Finnigin;

He grew whiskers on his chinigin.

The wind came up and blew them inigin,

Poor old Michael Finnigin,

Beginningin.

There was an old man,

This old man,

He played one,

He played nick nack on my drum.

With a nick-nack pad-dy-whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

This old man,

He played two,

He played nick nack on my shoe.

He kicked up an awful dinigin

Because they said he must not singigin,

He went fishing with a pinigin,

Caught a fish but dropped it inigin,

This old man,

He played four,

He played nick nack on my door.

This old man,

He played five,

He played nick nack on my hive.

 

那老頭叫做米高芬寧

下巴長有長鬍鬚

大風刮來把它們吹起

可憐的老頭米高芬寧

開始囉

有個老頭子

這老頭子

玩一個把戲

在我的鼓上隨便敲響了幾下

就咚咚敲了幾下

又給狗一塊骨頭

老頭子就大搖大擺回家了

這老頭子

玩第二個把戲

在我的鞋上邊弄兩弄

踢到一頓晚餐

但是他們說他不能唱歌

他就皺著眉頭去釣魚

與釣到了，但是又丢回水裏

這老頭子

玩第四個把戲

在我的門上隨便敲了幾下

這老頭子

玩第五個把戲

敲到蜂巢那裏去了