歌词
There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
99 times as high as the moon
What she did there I could not but ask it
For in each hand she carried a broom
Old woman, old woman, old woman said I
Where are you going to up so high
To sweep the cobwebs from the sky
And you may come with me if you can fly
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There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
99 times as high as the moon
What she did there I could not but ask it
For in each hand she carried a broom
Old woman, old woman, old woman said I
Where are you going to up so high
To sweep the cobwebs from the sky
And you may come with me if you can fly