It was a pastoral scene
No mountain goats, just cows
Not with milk, mind you, but
(Real cheese)
Fat chicks, giggling

General Washington and Rochambeau
Buggering Hessians while the fireside's aglow
Spendin' out their money, drinkin' up the pay
They're never gonna win the war this-a-way!

Jimmy, get your fiddle and rosin up your bow
Billy, get your banjo up, gonna have a show
Pass a jug around the current employ
We're gonna have a song called Soldier's Joy!

I'm my mother's darling child
I'm my mother's single child
I'm my mother's random child
Shan't get married for a while

Rock the cradle, Lucy
Rock the cradle high!
Rock the cradle, Lucy
Don't let the baby die!
One more time!
One more time!