I Whistle and I Wittle

[Verse 1] My name is Bertie I'm a dirt farmer And a plumber and a speller And a singer and a swimmer And a writer and a riddler And a finder and a fitter And a tailor and a tinker And a reader and a thinker And a gardener and a gigger And a brewer and a binner And a lover and a winner And a husband and a father And a builder and a starter And a dancer and a drummer And a painter and a plumber And a sitter and a simmer And a polisher and a primmer And a mixer and a mingler And a charmer and a chingler And a guesser and a getter And a wetter and a wiggler And a talker and a titler And a whistler and a whittler [Chorus] I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle [Verse 2] I'm a packer and a picker And a soaker and a sicker And a nipper and a knicker And a seer and a sicker And a tickler and a ticker And a bluffer and a bicker And a buyer and a barter And a digger and a daughter And a sniffer and a snuggler And a tester and a triggler And a kisser and a kicker And a whistler and a whittler [Chorus] I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle And I whistle and I whittle [Verse 3] I run my chickens and my cows And my sow and my pigs And my dogs and my cats And my doves and my digs And my pots and my pans And my peas and my figs And my nets and my gnats And my snaps and my twigs And my rain and my rugs And my roofs and my digs And my boots and my coats And my hats and my wigs And my goats and my girls And my boys and my pigs And my tarts and my traps And my tips and my gigs