Once a little maiden climbed on an old man's knee
'Do please, dear Uncle, a story tell to me
But don't, I pray you, sigh and sadly moan
Over that 'chestnut' we so long have known
Oh what a crackpot you must have been
'Twas the girl's brother you must have seen
Such a silly story I can't stand at all
No wonder she chucked you, after the ball.

Chorus: After the ball was over
After the break of dawn
You like a man of honour
Should to the girl have gone
Asked for an explanation
She would have answered all
(Then) there would have been no schemozzle
After the ball.

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