The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea, in a beautiful big green boat. They took some honey and plenty of money, wrapped up in a five pound note. Wrapped up in a five pound note. The owl looked up to the stars above, and sang to a small guitar. Oh lovely pussy, oh pussy my love, what a beautiful pussy you are. What a beautiful pussy you are. She said to the owl, you're well and good and foul, how charmingly sweet you sing. Oh let us get married, too long we have tarried, what should we do for a ring? What should we do for a ring? They sailed away for a year and a day, to a land where the bum tree grows. Out there in the wood a piggy waked up, with a ring in the end of his nose. With a ring in the end of his nose. Oh piggy are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring? He said piggy I will. They took it away and married next day, by the turkey that lives on the hill. By the turkey that lives on the hill. They dined on mince and slices of quince, ate with a rustling spoon. And hand in hand on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the moon. They danced by the light of the moon.