Nottamun Town

I rode a grey horse, a mule roany mare Grey mane and grey tail, a green stripe down her back Grey mane and grey tail, a green stripe down her back There wasn't a hair on her Be-what was coal black She stood so still, she threw me to the dirt She bruised my heart and bruised my shirt From stirrup to saddle I mounted again And on my ten toes I rode over the plain In Nottamun town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way To Nottamun town (To Nottamun town) Met the King and the Queen and a company more A-marching behind and a-marching before Came a stark-naked drummer a-beating a drum With his hands in his pocket come marching along To Nottamun town In Nottamun town Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way To Nottamun town To Nottamun town To Nottamun town Ohhh ohh Ohhh ohh Ohhh ohh Ohhh ohh In Nottamun town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way