Traditional

If all of the girls were bells in a tower
And I was a clapper, I’d bang one each hour

Chorus:
Go roll your leg over, roll your leg over
Roll your leg over the man in the moon.

If all of the girls were fish in the ocean
And I was a wave (or whale) I would teach them the motion.

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If all of the girls were little white rabbits
And I was a hare, I would teach them bad habits.

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If all them young ladies was little white kittens
And I was the tom cat, I’d give them new fittin’s

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If all them young ladies was bats in a steeple
And I were a bat—there’d be more bats than people.

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If all them young ladies was diamonds and rubies
And I were a jeweler, I’d shine up their boobies.

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If all them young ladies was rushes a-growing,
I’d take out my scythe and set out a-mowing.

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If all them young ladies was bricks on a pile,
Then I’d be the mason and I’d lay them in style.

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If all the young ladies were singing this song
It would be twice as dirty and three times as long,

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