Jabber Wock (lyrics adapted from Lewis Carroll poem) Lyrics

Was brillig, brillig and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble gimble in the wade

All mimsy mimsy were the borogoves

And then the mome mome mome mome raths outgrabe

Beware the Jabberwock, my son

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch that catch

Beware beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious frumious Bandy Bandersnatch

He took his vorpal sword into his hand

A loong long time the manxome foe he sought

So rested he, he by the Tumtum tree

And stood awhile while while while in thought

And as in uffish uffish thought he stood

The Jabberwock, with eyes with eyes of flame

Came whiffling through the tulgey tulgey wood

And burbled, burbled burbled as it came

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker snicker-snack

He left it dead and with its head He went galumphing back

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy

O frabjous day

Callooh

Callay"

He chortled in his joy

'Twas brillig, and the slith yslithy toves

Did gyre and gimblegimble in the wabe

All mimsy were the ere the borogoves

And the mome raths oh they all outgrabe

"Beware the Jabberwock, berwock my son

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch

Beware the Jubjub bird, beware and shun

The frumious frumious Bandersnatch"

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wade

All mimsy were the borogoves

And the mome raths outgrabe

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch

Bar 201

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch"

He took his vorpal sword in hand

Long time the manxome foe he sought

So rested he by the Tumtum tree

And stood awhile in thought

And as in uffish thought he stood

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay"

He chortled in his joy

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe

All mimsy were the borogoves

And the mome raths outgrabe