Little boy, little boy, Where���d you get your britches? Daddy cut ���em out And Mommy sewed the stitches. 
I went downtown And I wore my leather britches, I couldn���t see the people For lookin��� at the peaches. 
I went downtown, And I got a pound of butter. I came home drunk And I throwed it in the gutter. 
Leather britches, finger stitches, Mammy sewed the stitches in. Pappy kicked me out of bed, I had my leather britches on. 
Leather britches, full of stitches, Old shoes and stockin��� on. My wife kicked me out of bed, Because I had my britches on. 
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