Dumiama Dingiama Day A sailor was walking, on a summer's day A squire and his lady were making way When the sailor he heard the say "Tonight you I mean to stay" And the dumiama dumiama day. "You must tie a string around finger With the end of the string hanging out the winder, And I'll come by, and pull the And you must down and let me in, With my dumiama dingiama day." Says Jack to himself, "Why I try And see if a poor can win such a prize" So he by and pulled the string The lady came and she let old Jack in With his dingiama dumiama day. The squire came by. He was whistling a Thinking in his there would nothing go wrong, But he got there, no string could be found And so all his hopes were dashed to the And his dumiama dumiama day. The woke up, it was just turning light She jumped out of bed in a fright! For there was in his tarry old shirt Behold! his face was all covered dirt And his dingiama dumiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you sailor To creep into a lady's chamber and her treasure?" "Oh no," says Jack, "I just the string And you came and let me in And my dumiama dingiama day." "Beg pardon," says Jack, "Have I say. steal away very quiet at the dawn of the day." "Oh no!" the lady, "Don't go too far For I never will part my jolly Jack tar And his dumiama dumiama day. by A.L. LLoyd, Martin Carthy filename[ play.exe RG BOUNDARY===