Old Woman All Skin and Bone

There was an old woman all skin and bone. Mm-mm-mm. BOO!

She went to the churchyard all alone. Oo-oo-oo

She looked up and looked down. Oo-oo-oo.

She saw a corpse lie on the ground. Oo-oo-oo.

“Father, father,” so she said. Oo-oo-oo.

“Shall I look so when I am dead?” Oo-oo-oo.

The sexton to her made reply. Oo-oo-oo.

“Yes, my darling, by and by.” BOO!
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