My name is John Willie, the youngest of ten,
There's five of us girls and five of us men.
If mother 'ad liked, p'rhaps she'd 'ave 'ad more,
But pa ran away with t'lady, next door.
And the bells were ringing the old year out,
And the new year in.

Now we found a cat, it's coat was sub-let,
We 'ad 'im three weeks so we christened 'im 'Jet'.
Four kittens we found, I thought something's amiss,
We did call 'im 'Jet' but we now call 'in 'Ciss'.
And the bells were ringing the old year out,
And the new year in.

Young Jimmy Brown, with a straw, for a joke,
Laughed as 'e tickled his grandfather's moke.
'E kept on teasing and thought it a treat,
But the donkey careered and kicked 'im on the seat.
And the bells were ringing the old year out,
And the new year in.