Diddle diddle dumpling my goose Jonne,
She lays eggs for gentlemen,
Some times nine and sometimes ten,
She cares not just where nor just when.

Diddle diddle dumpling my goose Jonne,
She lays eggs for everyone,
Sometimes nine and sometimes ten,
But mostly for all and anyone.

Diddle diddle dumpling my goose Jonne,
She lays eggs for all her friends who understand,
Sometimes nine and sometimes ten,
Some just local, but many across the local land.

Diddle diddle dumpling my goose Jonne,
In earlier times perceived as a gander she was,
But now she’s a goose and and lays eggs as one,
And higgledy piggledy she rejoices in her friends’ applause.