Knees Up Mother Brown

Knees up Mother Brown

Knees up Mother Brown

Under the table you must go

Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye-oh

If I catch you bending

I'll saw your legs right off

Knees up, knees up

Never get the breeze up

Knees up Mother Brown

Oh my, what a rotten song

What a rotten song

What a rotten song

Oh my, what a rotten song

And what a rotten singer

Too-ooh-ooh