The first day after Christmas, my true love and I had a fight,
so I chopped down the pear tree and burned it just for spite.
And with a single cartridge, I shot that blasted partridge
my true love gave to me.
The second day of christmas
I pulled on the old rubber gloves,
and gently wrung the necks of both those damn turtle doves.
The third day after christmas, my mother caught the croup,
so I used those three hens to make some chicken soup
The fourth day after christmas, those calling birds I did shake,
for their language was obscene.
On the fifth day, I that found both the rings were fake,
and they turned my skin green.
On the seventh day, what a mess I found,
for all the swimming swans had drowned.
My "true love" gave to me.
On the eigth day after christmas, the laying geese wouldn't lay,
so I gave the whole damn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A.
On the ninth day of christmas, before they could suspect, I took the
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
(actually, I kept one of the maids)
and sent them back collect.
On the tenth and eleventh day of christmas, I slept the whole days,
for the roads were covered in a frosty haze.
On the twelfth day of christmas, I sent a letter to my love
"We are through love",
and I said in so many words,
"further more your gifts were for the
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!
:yuck :yuck :yuck
so I chopped down the pear tree and burned it just for spite.
And with a single cartridge, I shot that blasted partridge
my true love gave to me.
The second day of christmas
I pulled on the old rubber gloves,
and gently wrung the necks of both those damn turtle doves.
The third day after christmas, my mother caught the croup,
so I used those three hens to make some chicken soup
The fourth day after christmas, those calling birds I did shake,
for their language was obscene.
On the fifth day, I that found both the rings were fake,
and they turned my skin green.
On the seventh day, what a mess I found,
for all the swimming swans had drowned.
My "true love" gave to me.
On the eigth day after christmas, the laying geese wouldn't lay,
so I gave the whole damn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A.
On the ninth day of christmas, before they could suspect, I took the
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
(actually, I kept one of the maids)
and sent them back collect.
On the tenth and eleventh day of christmas, I slept the whole days,
for the roads were covered in a frosty haze.
On the twelfth day of christmas, I sent a letter to my love
"We are through love",
and I said in so many words,
"further more your gifts were for the
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!
:yuck :yuck :yuck
