Old Deuteronomy

I believe it is Old Deuteronomy
 Well, of all things, can it be really?
 No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye!
 My mind may be wandering but I confess
 I believe it is Old Deuteronomy
 Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time
 He's a cat who has lived many lives in succession
 He was famous in Proverb and famous in rhyme
 A long while before Queen Victoria's accession
 Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives
 And more I am tempted to say, 99
 And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
 And the village is proud of him in his decline
 At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy
 When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall
 The oldest inhabitant croaks
 Well, of all things, can it be really?
 No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye!
 My mind may be wandering but I confess
 I believe it is Old Deuteronomy
 Well, of all things, can it be really?
 No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye!
 My mind may be wandering but I confess
 I believe it is Old Deuteronomy
 Well, of all things, can it be really?
 No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye!
 My mind may be wandering but I confess
 I believe it is Old Deuteronomy
 Well, of all things, can it be really?
 No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye!
 My legs may be tottery, I must go slow
 And be careful of Old Deuteronomy