1. Now there was a rich man and he lived in Jerusal-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
And he used to live on the fat of the land-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
O Rogerum, O Rogerum, O!
Slingammy lingammy oreum O Rogerum.
2. Now there was a poor man and he lived in Jerusal-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
And he used to live on the crumbs from the rich man’s table-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
Chorus
3. Now the poor man he died and he went up to heaven-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
And he sat himself a-down on the starboard side of Abraham,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
Chorus
4. Now the rich man he died, but he didn’t fare so well-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
For the devil he came and popped him down to hell-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
Chorus
5. And the rich man he cried “Oh! send me down some water-e-um,”
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
But the devil he said “This ain’t no Ritx Hotel-e-um,
Shovel on some coal-e-um, O Rogerum.”
Chorus
6. Now the moral of this tale is that riches end in smok-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
So glory, glory be that we are stoney-brok-e-um,
Glory alley belurium, O Rogerum.
Chorus
(Toc H Songbook, 1930, p.xii)