When we were tender little orphans we learned...
down in old cornwall they're knocking down walls,
jailors and wardens are playing with their..
apples and oranges in the aid of Kings Cross..
when in walked a woman who looked like a..
very nice woman, could sew and could knit
while down at the cowsheds they're shovelling up
shavings and sawdust all into a pile
come listen to me story as I tell it awhile....etc.
There must be a link.