Seemed happy, lost his body from the neck, the man is.
For his fall grey, the man nearly die, hanging himself.
Having come yesterday, the man my mother loves, saying "Bad luck out". Or, having come yesterday, the man my mother loves, saying to him "Bad luck out".
At the house of a widow, three of fellows come, putting the bite on her candies.
Who loving the conductor, of the maiden, having stiff on her shoulders.