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