Through every nook and every cranny br The wind blew in on poor old Granny br Around her knees, into each ear br (And up nose as well, I fear) br br All through the night the wind grew worse br It nearly made the vicar curse br The top had fallen off the steeple br Just missing him (and other people) br br It blew on man, it blew on beast br It blew on nun, it blew on priest br It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny- br But most of all, it blew on Granny!br br Spike Milliganbr br