[00:00.15]About a maid I'll sing a song
[00:01.40]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:04.58]About a maid I'll sing a song
[00:05.25]Who didn't have her family long
[00:06.15]Not only did she do them wrong
[00:07.13]She did ev'ryone of them in them in
[00:08.31]She did ev'ryone of them in
[00:09.11]One morning in a fit of pique
[00:11.13]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:13.56]One morning in a fit of pique
[00:14.16]She drowned her father in the creek
[00:14.97]The water tasted bad for a week
[00:15.68]And we had to make do with gin with gin
[00:16.55]We had to make do with gin
[00:17.16]Her mother she could never stand
[00:17.87]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:18.48]Her mother she cold never stand
[00:19.23]And so a cyanide soup she planned
[00:19.94]The mother died with a spoon in her hand
[00:20.76]And her face in a hideous grin a grin
[00:21.66]Her face in a hideous grin
[00:22.26]She set her sister's hair on fire
[00:23.03]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:23.91]She set her sister's hair on fire
[00:24.62]And as the smoke and flame rose high'are
[00:25.35]Danced around the funeral pyre
[00:26.03]Playing' a violin olin
[00:26.57]Playing' a violin
[00:27.17]She weighted her brother down with stones
[00:28.10]Rickety tickety tin
[00:28.64]She weighted her brother down with stones
[00:29.46]And sent him off to davy jones
[00:30.17]All they ever found were some bones
[00:31.01]And occasional pieces of skin of skin
[00:31.92]Occasional pieces of skin
[00:32.53]One day when she had nothing to do
[00:33.27]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:33.86]One day when she had nothing to do
[00:34.77]She cut her baby brother in two
[00:35.46]And served him up as an irish stew
[00:36.27]And invited the neighbors in bors in
[00:36.99]Invited the neighbors in
[00:37.59]And when at last the police came by
[00:38.57]Sing rickety tickety tin
[00:39.21]And when at last the police came by
[00:39.99]Her little pranks she did not deny
[00:40.89]To do so she would have had to lie
[00:41.60]And lying she knew was a sin a sin
[00:42.42]Lying she knew was a sin
[00:43.22]My tragic tale I won't prolong
[00:44.18]Rickety tickety tin
[00:44.70]My tragic tale I won't prolong
[00:45.60]And if you do not enjoy my song
[00:46.32]You've yourselves to blame if it's too long
[00:47.28]You should never have let me begin begin
[00:48.14]You should never have let me begin
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