I once who knew a lady, A little old lady
Before I started to grow
She'd tea every sunday, up on a monday
Though she had no place to go

And her name was Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right what I'm telling you now
Yes her name was Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right, yes it is 'cos I know

She had a friend who we all used to talk to
Anton the great was his name
She could depend on the great liberal Anton
Whose picture she hung in a frame

And he loved Miss Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right what I'm telling you now
Yes he loved Miss Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right, yes it is 'cos I know

Old fashioned lace around the face of that lady
Old fashioned ways, she meant the world to me

I once knew a lady, a sweet little lady
But then I started to grow
We cried on a sunday, I left on a monday
Where she is now I don't know

So I lost my Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right what I'm telling you now
Yes I lost my Tabatha Twitchit
Is it right, yes it is 'cos I know.
