The Runaways

The Runaways Lyrics

A pipe and a spoon and a tenpenny nail 

Stole a tin dishpan and went for a sail. 

But the cook he grew curious, 

Fussy, and furious; 

Gathered his trappings, and went on their trail. 

He found them that night in a pitiful plight, 

And sent them all home on the ten o'clock mail.