Loddy Gin and Ella Zander Lyrics

Loddy, Gin, and Ella Zander 

Rode to market on a gander; 

Bought a crane for half a dollar; 

Loddy led him by the collar. 

Mister Crane said: "Hi there, master, 

Can't you make your legs work faster? 

We can't poke along this way."

Then he slowly flew away. 

Loddy held him fast, you bet, 

And he hasn't come home yet.