Oh come all you children and listen to me,
I'll sing you a song that will fill you with glee,
About a young maiden so lovely and tall,
Who married a man who had no balls at all.
Chorus:
WHAT! (shouted)
No balls at all,
No balls at all,
She married a man who had no balls at all.
How well she remembered the night that she wed,
She picked up the covers and crawled into bed,
She reached for his prick but his prick seemed so small,
She reached for his balls he had no balls at all!
Chorus.
Oh mother dear mother now what shall I do,
My sorrows are many, my pleasures but few,
How did you ever allow me to fall,
For this son of a bitch whose got no balls at all?
Chorus.
Oh Daughter dear daughter now don't feel so sad,
I had that same trouble with your dear old Dad,
There's many young men who will come to the call,
Of the wife of a man who has no balls at all.
Chorus.
Now the daughter she followed her mothers advice,
And found the proceedings exceedingly nice.
A seven pound baby was born in the fall,
But the poor little bastard had no balls at all.
Chorus.
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