When that I was and a little tiny boy

            When that I was and a little tiny boy,
            With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
            A foolish thing was but a toy,
            For the rain it raineth every day.

            But when I came to man's estate,
            With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
            'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
            For the rain it raineth every day.

            But when I came, alas, to wive,
            With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
            By swaggering could I never thrive,
            For the rain it raineth every day.

            But when I came unto my beds,
            With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
            With toss-pots still 'had drunken heads,
            For the rain it raineth every day.

            A great while ago the world begun,
            With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
            But that's all one, our play is done,
            And we'll strive to please you every day.