Hey diddle dout,

a
Hey diddle dout,
My candle's out,
My little maid's not at home;
Saddle the hog,
And bridle the dog,
And fetch my little maid home.

b
Home she came, trittity trot,
She asked for the porridge she left in the pot;
Some she ate, and some she shod,
And somes he gave to the trucker's dog.