The Story Of Cruel Frederick 歌词

This is Cruel Frederick Frederick, see! A horrid, wicked boy was he He caught the flies, the poor little things And tore off all their tiny wings He threw the kittens down the stairs He broke all the chairs And ah! Far worse than all beside He beat his Mary Til she cried Aaaaaaah Til she cried The trough was full A dog called Tray Went out to drink one sultry day Well, he'd scarcely wet his lip When cruel Fred snatchеd up a whip He whipped poor Tray til he was sorе And then he whipped him more and more At this, poor Trey grew very red And he bit Fred He bit Fred Til he bled Til he bled Well, then, you should have been by To see how Fred did scream and cry Aaaaaaah He had to go, go to bed His leg was very sore and red The doctor came and shook his head Fred Fred Fred He was dead He was dead He was dead He was dead Dead Dead Dead Dead Fred Was Dead