Traditional Nursery Rhymes — Aiken Drum

[Traditional Jacobite Version] Ken ye how a Whig can fight, Aikendrum, Aikendrum Ken ye how a Whig can fight, Aikendrum He can fight the hero bright, with his heels and armour tight And the wind of heavenly night, Aikendrum, Aikendrum Is not Rowley in the right, Aikendrum! Did ye hear of Sunderland, Aikendrum, Aikendrum Did ye hear of Sunderland, Aikendrum That man of high command, who has sworn to clear the land He has vanished from our strand, Aikendrum, Aikendrum, Or the eel has ta'en the sand, Aikendrum. Donald's running 'round and 'round, Aikendrum, Aikendrum, Donald's running 'round and 'round, Aikendrum But the Chief cannot be found, and the Dutchmen they are drowned And King Jaime he is crowned, Aikendrum, Aikendrum But the dogs will get a stound, Aikendrum. We have heard of Whigs galore, Aikendrum, Aikendrum We have heard of Whigs galore, Aikendrum But we've sought the country o'er, with cannon and claymore, And still they are before, Aikendrum, Aikendrum We may seek forevermore, Aikendrum! Ken ye how to gain a Whig, Aikendrum, Aikendrum Ken ye how to gain a Whig, Aikendrum Look Jolly, blythe and big, take his ain blest side and prig, And the poor, worm-eaten Whig, Aikendrum, Aikendrum For opposition's sake you will win! [Modern Version] There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon, lived in the moon, There was a man lived in the moon, And his name was Aiken Drum. Chorus And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle, And he played upon a ladle, and his name was Aiken Drum. And his hat was made of good cream cheese, of good cream cheese, of good cream cheese, And his hat was made of good cream cheese, And his name was Aiken Drum. And his coat was made of good roast beef, of good roast beef, of good roast beef, And his coat was made of good roast beef, And his name was Aiken Drum. And his buttons made of penny loaves, of penny loaves, of penny loaves, And his buttons made of penny loaves, And his name was Aiken Drum. And his waistcoat was made of crust pies, of crust pies, of crust pies, And his waistcoat was made of crust pies, And his name was Aiken Drum. And his breeches made of haggis bags, of haggis bags, of haggis bags, And his breeches made of haggis bags, And his name was Aiken Drum. [Alternate Verse] His hat was made of guid cream cheese, His coat was made of fine rost beef, His buttons were made of bawbee baps, (a bread roll, costing a halfpenny), His breeks (/breechs) were made of haggis sacks, His hair was made of spaghetti.