L'horloge

We were three captains
All three twin brothers

We walked into an inn
To drink some new wine

Chorus
You who know the clock
Tell me what time it is

The innkeeper's wife
Told us to head upstairs

There are three pretty girls
Who are making hot pâté

I was the one who was the boldest
I took the biggest piece

When we left the inn
I couldn't pay my share

They made me sell my pants
My cap, and my coat

They put me in a shirt tail
With four legs on a barrel

There was a devil of a wind
That froze my balls

All that was left was the tick-tock
The tick-tock and the clattering