Chong,
The song goes like this.
There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
Then fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
With what shall I fix it dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza ?
With straw dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
But the straw is too long dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
Then cut it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
With what shall I cut it dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
With a knife dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
But the knife is too blunt dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
Then whet it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
With what shall I whet it dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
With a stone dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
But the stone is too dry dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
Then wet it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
Whith what shall I wet it dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
With
water dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
How do I fetch water dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
In a bucket dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
But there is a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza , dear Liza.
Its more than thirty years since I sang this song on speech day at my boarding school. I hope I have got the words more or less right. Pretty awesome memory, if I may say so myself. Eh Chong?
Cheers
Sahir
[This message has been edited by Sahir Shah (edited March 21, 2001).]