When that I was at a little time, boy, With hey-ho, the wind and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a toy, for the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate With hey-ho, the wind and the rain

Against knaves and thieves, men shot their gate.

For the raid, it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas, to wife, With hey-ho, the wind and the rain,

By swaggering could I never thrive, for the rain, it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds With hey-ho the wind and the rain With tosspots still and drunken heads

For the rain is raining every day.

A great while ago the world began With hey-ho, the wind and the rain

But that's all one, our play is done.

I will strive to please you every day.