Aunt Emme came in the kitchen this morn’
In her house at the top of the hill.
She fried up potatoes, and drank some juice
With last night’s sausage from Yll.

In town was a traveler from Tarbean,
Who was tired and longed for a scrub,
Aunt Emme took her back to the top of the hill
Where she showed her to the tub.

Aunt Emme came in the kitchen this morn’
In her house with the tulip garden.
She fried up potatoes, and drank some juice
From a peach all the way from Tarbean.

In town was a visitor from Modeg,
Whose horses were in need of fresh oats.
Aunt Emme took him back and accepted the pay
Of his handiwork with her petticoat.

Aunt Emme came in the kitchen this morn’
In her house with the pussy willow,
She fried up potatoes, and drank some juice
And polished his Modegan longbow.

In town was a musician from Imre,
Looking for a break from the rain.
Aunt Emme took her back to the top of her hill
Then down to her bottom again.

Aunt Emme came in the kitchen this morn’
In her house where she loves to swing.
She fried up potatoes, and drank some juice
And then helped her with her fingering.

In town was a man from Ademre,
Needing hot water and a haircut,
Aunt Emme took him up to the top of the hill
Where he washed then praised her, but

Aunt Emme came in the kitchen this morn’
In her house where all the passers-by stop.
She fried up potatoes, and drank some juice
With a blood-red cherry on top.