Angeline the baker, lives on the village green The way I always loved her, beats all youâve ever seen Angeline the baker, Angeline I know Should have married Angeline, twenty years ago Angeline the baker, age of 43 Fed her sugar candy, but she still won't marry me Angeline the baker, Angeline I know Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago Her father was a baker, his name was Uncle Sam I never can forget her, no matter where I am She said couldnât do hard work, because she is not stout Baked the biscuits every day and poured the coffee out Angeline the baker, age of 43 Fed her sugar candy, but she still won't marry me Angeline the baker, Angeline I know Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago I bought Angeline a brand new dress, neither black nor brown It was the colour of a stormy skies, before the rain came down Sixteen horses in my team, the leader he was blind I dreamed that I was dying, I saw my Angeline Angeline the baker, age of 43 Fed her sugar candy, but she still won't marry me Angeline the baker, Angeline I know Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago