There was a man who lived in Leeds
He filled his garden full of seeds
And when the seeds began to grow
It was like a garden filled with snow
But when the snow began to melt
It was like a ship without a belt
And when the ship began to sail
It was like a bird without a tail
And when the bird began to fly
It was like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky began to roar
It was like a lion at my door

And when the door began to crack
It was like a penknife in my back
And when my back began to bleed
I was dead, dead, dead indeed

There was a man who lived in Leeds
He filled his garden full of seeds
And when the seeds began to grow
It was like a garden filled with snow
But when the snow began to melt
It was like a ship without a belt
And when the ship began to sail
It was like a bird without a tail
And when the bird began to fly
It was like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky began to roar
It was like a lion at my door

And when the door began to crack
It was like a penknife in my back
And when my back began to bleed
I was dead, dead, dead indeed

(Based on Alvin Schwartz version)