Full Lyrics
King Arthur had three sons–
That he had;
He had three sons of yore,
And he kicked ’em out o’ door
Because they could not sing–
That he did;
He had three sons of yore,
And he kicked ’em out o’ door
Because they could not sing.
The first, he was a miller–
That he was;
The second, he was a weaver–
That he was;
And the third, he was a little tailor boy,
And he was mighty clever–
That he was.
The miller stole some grist for his mill,
And the weaver stole some loom,
And the little tailor boy,
He stole some corduroy
To keep those three rogues warm–
That he did;
And the little tailor boy,
He stole some corduroy
To keep those three rogues warm.
Oh the miller, he was drowned in his dam,
And the weaver, he was killed at his loom,
And old Nick, he cut his stick with the little tailor boy
With the broadcloth under his arm–
That he did!
