Tom Boleyn was a Scotsman born
His shoes were tight, his breeches torn
His fly held closed by the point of a pin
"It makes for speed," says Tom Boleyn

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Tom Boleyn went a-courting one night
The mother and daughter they stripped from fright
Screamed and scratched in their naked skin
"I'll marry you both", says Tom Boleyn

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One night returning to his journey's end
He found his wife in bed with a friend
The weather was cold and the blankets thin
"I'll sleep in the middle", says Tom Boleyn

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He went to church just once in his life
When they preached against laying with another man's wife
They call it a shame, they call it a sin
"But it keeps 'em happy", says Tom Boleyn

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Now Tom Boleyn had a mangy cur
With a ratty tail and matted fur
He lay like dead 'till a bitch came in
"It's Lazarus risen", says Tom Boleyn

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Now Tom Boleyn he needed a coat
He borrowed a skin from a neighboring goat
The horns at his middle he said with a grin
"I wish they were mine", says Tom Boleyn

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But the goat skin itched 'til his skin was sore
He vowed he wouldn't wear it no more
Skinny side out and woolly side
in "I'll go bare-ass", says Tom Boleyn

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