Down on Old Bum Knees

Tune: Rolling Down to Old Maui

It's a damn hard life, full of toil and strife We morris men undergo We don't give a damn when the ale is done, How hard the ground below

For we're homeward bound to the piper's sound, And a caper taught for three And we don't give a damn when we drink our ale Going down on old bum knees

Chorus: Going down on old bum knees, me boys Going down on old bum knees We're homeward bound, ace bandage bound Going down on old bum knees

Once more we're found sitting on the ground With ice upon the sprain Our mainspring sprung, our flailing done, We soon will feel the pain

Even now the big black welts rise up Where our kneecaps used to be If I ever get cured, I'll praise the Lord, Going down on old bum knees