To see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel

Chorus (after each verse):
Yet will I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live in the air
And they want no drink nor money

I went to Pluto's kitchen
To break my fast one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
That on the spit were turning

My staff has murdered giants
My pack the long knife carries
To cut mince pies from children's thighs
With Which to feed the fairies

His spirit hot as lightning
Did on the journey guide me
The sun did shake, the pale moon quaked
Whene'er they did espy me

No gypsy, slut nor doxy
Shall take me Mad Tom from me
I'll dance all night and with stars fight
But the fray, it shall become me

To see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel