On the first day of Christimas
My true love said to me
Oh Sarah, my sweet pea

On the second day of Christmas
My true love lied to me
Oh, what a pity
Now he lies on the bottom of the sea

On the third day of Christmas
The milkman come to see
If my husband was home
For a pint of beer
The question he popped and
My jaws nearly dropped!
Oh, what a pity, he had it coming
Now there's two on the bottom of the sea

On the fourth day of Christmas
The milkman's wife come by
Worried to her bones she was
Of her husband's life
A blow to her head
It made everything all right
Oh what a pity, she had it coming
A knife cut her throat
Now there's three on the bottom of the sea