Mother Berta's Coming to Town
You better watch out when winter comes nigh
You better not doubt, I'm telling you why
Mother Berta's coming to town
She carries a sack made out of skin
She dumps the toys out and stuffs the kids in
Mother Berta's coming to town
She rides on Master Skeggi
A Goat whose back is strong
Her beard is grey and scraggly
And her tail is ten feet long!
With six or eight horns, a moustache or two
Make a mistake, she's coming for YOU!
Mother Berta's coming to town.
She knows with whom your sleeping
She knows with whom you wake
She knows each thought you're thinking
So don't THINK! For Goddess sake
So when the winds howl way up in the sky
Listen as she and Skeggi pass by
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming
Mother Berta's coming to town