This is Cruel Frederick
Frederick, see!
A horrid, wicked boy was he
He caught the flies, the poor little things
And tore off all their tiny wings

He threw the kittens down the stairs
He broke all the chairs
And ah! Far worse than all beside
He beat his Mary
Til she cried
Aaaaaaah
Til she cried

The trough was full
A dog called Tray
Went out to drink one sultry day
Well, he'd scarcely wet his lip
When cruel Fred snatchеd up a whip

He whipped poor Tray til he was sorе
And then he whipped him more and more
At this, poor Trey grew very red
And he bit Fred
He bit Fred

Til he bled
Til he bled

Well, then, you should have been by
To see how Fred did scream and cry
Aaaaaaah
He had to go, go to bed
His leg was very sore and red

The doctor came and shook his head
Fred
Fred
Fred

He was dead
He was dead
He was dead
He was dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead

Fred
Was
Dead