One, two, one, two, three. How charmingly sweet you sing. Oh, let's get married, too long we've tarried, But what shall we do for a ring? So they sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the bong tree grows, And there in a wood, a piggywig stood, With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose with a ring at the end of his nose. They said, are you willing to sell, for a shilling your ring? Said the piggy, I will. So they ran away and were married next day, By the turkey who lived on the hill. They dined on mince and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon, And hand in hand they walked in the sand, And danced by the light of the moon, The moon, they danced by the light of the moon. When a bird is smitten by a kitten, There's nothing that he won't do, He'll put it all on the line for that feline, To prove his love is true. And while she's purring, She won't start erring, But he'd better be ready to fly. When the claws come out, She's prowling about, With that hungry look in her eye, Her eye, with that hungry look in her eye. The owl and the pussycat went to sea, In a beautiful pea-green boat, And they sailed away, In a beautiful pea-green boat. They took some honey, And a whole lot of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, Oh lovely pussy, oh pussy my love, What a beautiful pussy you are, You are, what a beautiful pussy you are.