Athem of a Burglar

Swang the moon's flood of white

Burnt the curtain's inner side

A Burglar laid awake in his bed

Wondering— wondering— wondering

at the biting chesty light

chorus: fa— fa— fa— fa—

Slowly upper the man's head go

Blacken the outer spotless vow

Quiet! Trees awoken

Rooting their roars in a row

chorus: fa— fa— fa— fa—

Opened the window, the burglar leant

one leg outer one leg's in

Sliping— sliping— sliping—

Down! The burglar burgle— out— and fell

Along the Christian's sounds of bell

Down to ground and became as still

chorus: fa— fa— fa— fa—