Dumiama Dingiama Day A sailor was walking, on a summer's day A squire and his were making their way the sailor he heard the squire say "Tonight you I mean to stay" And the dumiama dingiama day. "You must tie a string your finger With the other end of the string out the winder, And I'll come by, and the string And you come down and let me in, With my dumiama dingiama day." Says to himself, "Why shouldn't I try And see if a sailor can win such a prize" So he went by and the string The lady came down and she let old in his dumiama dingiama dumiama day. The squire came by. He was a song; Thinking in his heart there would go wrong, But when he got there, no string could be And so all his hopes were to the ground And his dumiama dingiama day. The lady up, it was just turning light She out of bed in a terrible fright! For there was in his tarry old shirt Behold! his was all covered with dirt And his dumiama dumiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you saucy To creep into a lady's and steal her treasure?" "Oh no," says Jack, "I pulled the string And you came and let me in And my dingiama dumiama day." "Beg pardon," Jack, "Have pity I say. I'll away very quiet at the dawn of the day." "Oh no!" the lady, "Don't go too far For I never will part from my Jack tar And his dumiama dumiama day. Recorded by A.L. LLoyd, Carthy DUMIAMA play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT