Derby Town

In Derby town, in Derby town,
The streets are made of glass;
And every time you walk on them
You fall right on your

cho: Hinky dinky, Bob-o-linky
If you think I lie,
Just ask the girls of Derby town
They'll tell you the same as I.

In Derby town, in Derby town,
Two men were digging a ditch;
One was the son of an Englishman
The other the son of a

Of all the birds I'd like to be
I'd like to be a duck
So I could swim around at night
And watch the people

Note: Talk about degenerate versions. Learned on the streets of
Brooklyn ca 1937. See also Derby Ram RG
DT #312
RG