Creeping Jane

I'll sing you a song and a very pretty one
Concerning Creeping Jane, oh
For she never saw a mare nor a gelding in her life
That she valued at the worth of half a pin
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
For she never saw a mare nor a gelding in her life
That she valued at the worth of half a pin
Lol-de-day

And when Creeping Jane to the racecourse came
The gentlemen, they viewed her all around, oh
And all they had to say concerning little Jane
"She's not able for to gallop o'er the ground"
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
And all they had to say concerning little Jane
"She's not able for to gallop o'er the ground"
Lol-de-day

And when that they come to the two-mile post
Creeping Janey was so far behind, oh
But the rider flung his whip 'round her bonny little neck
And he said, "My little lassie, never mind"
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
The rider flung his whip 'round her bonny little neck
And he said, "My little lassie, never mind"
Lol-de-day

And when that they come to the third-mile post
Creeping Janey was so blithe and smart, oh
And then she lifted up her little lily-white foot
And she flew past them all like a dart
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
And then she lifted up her little lily-white foot
And she flew past them all like a dart
Lol-de-day

Oh, Creeping Janie the race has won
And she's scarcely sweat one drop, oh
And she's able to gallop the ground o'er again
And the others is not able for to trot
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
And she's able to gallop the ground o'er again
And the others is not able for to trot
Lol-de-day

Oh, Creeping Janie is dead and gone
And her body lies upon the cold ground, oh
I'll get down to the master, one favour for to beg
For to keep her little body from the hounds
Lol-de-day, dee-ay, the diddle-ol-de-ni-do
I'll get down to the master, one favour for to beg
For to keep her little body from the hounds
Lol-de-day