Call for a doctor, run for a quack!
John's slipped over a basin
'nd fell on a lit candle
Da house's burnin', but Mary's pregnant
John's screemin' da place down
'cause it's time for da childa get out
John's screamin', John's shoutin'
'cause no doctor's come yet
But da elder fireman's rollin' his sleeves up
"Ya'd better put outa quilt, not Mary, firemen!"
"We've ta take her out, she can lie in a barn
'nd give birth ta her child there"
Five brigades've come ta save Mary
Da whole village was burnin' then
As she was givin' birth ta her child
She was sufferin' all da way through
But twins was da result
Hey, ya small rascals, ya'll become firemen