My father left me three acres of land, Sing ivy, sing ivy; My father left me three acres of land, Sing holly, go whistle and ivy! I ploughed it with a ram's horn, Sing ivy, sing ivy; And sowed it all over with one peppercorn, Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!

I harrowed it with a bramble bush, Sing ivy, sing ivy; And reaped it with my little penknife, Sing holly, go whistle and ivy! I got the mice to carry it to the barn, Sing ivy, sing ivy; And threshed it with a goose's quill, Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!

I got the cat to carry it to the mill, Sing ivy, sing ivy; The miller he swore he would have her paw, And the cat she swore she would scratch his face, Sing holly, go whistle and ivy.

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