My Dear Daddie Bought A Mansion For To Bring My Mammie To, In A Hat With A Long Feather, And A Trailing Gown Of Blue; And A Company Of Fiddlers And A Rout Of Maids And Men Danced The Clock Round To The Morning, In A Gay House-Warming Then. And When All The Guests Were Gone, And All Was Still As Still Can Be, In From The Dark Ivy Hopped A Wee Small Bird: And That Was Me.