To see Mad Tom of Bedlam, ten thousand miles I traveled Maudlin clothes for dirty toes, just to save her shoes from gravel Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, and they want no drink or no money I went to Pluto's kitchen, just to break my fast one morning And there I got souls piping hot, that on the spit were turning Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, and they want no drink or no money My staff has murdered giants, and my pack a long knife carries To cut mince pies from children's thighs, with which to feed the fairies Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, and they want no drink or no money Spirits white as lightning, did on my journey guide me The sun did shake, the pale moon quake, when e'er she did espy me Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, and they want no drink or no money No gypsy, s*ut nor doxy, can take my Mad Tom from me I'll dance all night and with stars fight, the fray it shall become me Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, and they want no drink or no money To see Mad Tom of Bedlam, ten thousand miles I traveled Maudlin clothes for dirty toes, just to save her shoes from gravel Oh, will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live in the air, they want no drink or no money