Freckles Paroles

He always used to pull their curls
The way that boy would carry on
It was a shame
And when the teacher found
a tack on her chair
Though a hundred children were there
Everybody said, "Freckles!"
He always got the blame
Freckles was his name
He always used to get the blame
For every broken window pane
In school he'd tease the girls
He always used to pull their curls
The way that boy would carry on
It was a shame
And when the cat had
kittens up in the hay
One was black and seven were gray
Everybody said, "Freckles!"
He always got the blame! Freckles was his name
He always used to get the blame
For every broken window pane
In school he'd tease the girls
He always used to pull their curls
The way that boy would carry on
It was a shame