THE GRAND OLD DUKE OF YORK
Oh the grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men,
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And he marched them down again.
‘Cause when they were up they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only half way up,
They were neither up nor down.
He marched them to the left,
He marched them to the right,
He marched them ‘round and ‘round again,
And he marched them out of sight! WHOA!