t** Willow Lyrics

On a tree by a river a little tom-t**
Sang "Willow, t**willow, t**willow"
And I said to him, "d***y-bird, why do you sit
Singing 'Willow, t**willow, t**willow'"
"Is it weakness of intellect, birdie?" I cried
"Or a rather tough worm in your little inside"
With a shake of his poor little head, he replied
"Oh, willow, t**willow, t**willow!"
He slapped at his chest, as he sat on that bough
Singing "Willow, t**willow, t**willow"
And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow
Oh, willow, t**willow, t**willow
He sobbed and he sighed, and a gurgle he gave
Then he plunged himself into the billowy wave
And an echo arose from the suicide's grave
"Oh, willow, t**willow, t**willow"
Now I feel just as sure as I'm sure that my name
Isn't Willow, t**willow, t**willow
That 'twas blighted affection that made him exclaim
"Oh, willow, t**willow, t**willow"
And if you remain callous and obdurate, I
Shall perish as he did, and you will know why
Though I probably shall not exclaim as I die
"Oh, willow, t**willow, t**willow"