Queen Victoria is very sick,

Napoleon’s got the measles,

Sebastopol’s not taken yet;

Pop goes the weasel,

All around the cobbler’s bench,

The monkey chased the weasel

The priest, he kiss’d the cobbler’s wife;

Pop went the weasel.

A penny for a ball of thread,

A penny for a needle,

That’s the way the money goes;

Pop goes the weasel.

All around, &c.

My wife, she is awful sick,

The baby’s got the measles,

Sally’s got the hooping-cough;

Pop goes the weasel.

All around, &c.

Johnny Bull, he makes his brag,

He can whip the whole creation,

Why don’t he take Sebastopol,

By Pop goes the weasel.

All around, &c.

Mayor Wood has put the rumsellers through,

The Maine Law’s a sad evil,

We cannot get our toddy now;

Pop goes the weasel.

All around, &c.