Lyrics Bedlam Boys - The Trials of Cato

Bedlam Boys

…Bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money…
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I travelled
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel
And still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
My staff has murdered giants
And my bag a long knife carries
When I cut mince pies from children’s thighs
With which to feed
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor mony
They all go bare and they liv by the air
And they want no drink nor money
Want no drink nor money
They want no drink nor money
They all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
I went down to Satan’s kitchen
To get me food one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
All on a spit a-turning, turning, turning
All on a spit a-turning
All on a spit a-turning
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
They all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
They all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money
They want no drink nor money
Said they want no drink nor money