My father left me three acres of land,

Sing ivy, sing ivy;

My father left me three acres of land,

Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!


I ploughed it with a ram?s horn,

Sing ivy, sing ivy;

And sowed it all over with one peppercorn,

Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!


I harrowed it with a bramble bush,

Sing ivy, sing ivy;

And reaped it with my little penknife,

Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!


I got the mice to carry it to the barn,

Sing ivy, sing ivy;

And threshed it with a goose?s quill,

Sing holly, go whistle and ivy!


I got the puss to carry it to the mill,

Sing ivy, sing ivy;

The miller he swore he would have her paw,

And the cat she swore she would scratch his face,

Sing holly, go whistle and ivy.