Dumiama Dingiama Day A sailor was walking, on a summer's day A squire and his lady were their way When the sailor he heard the say "Tonight you I mean to stay" And the dingiama dumiama day. "You must tie a string your finger the other end of the string hanging out the winder, And I'll by, and pull the string And you must down and let me in, my dumiama dingiama dumiama day." Says Jack to himself, "Why I try And see if a poor sailor can win a prize" So he went by and the string The lady down and she let old Jack in his dumiama dingiama dumiama day. The squire by. He was whistling a song; in his heart there would nothing go wrong, But when he got there, no could be found And so all his hopes were to the ground And his dingiama dumiama day. The lady woke up, it was just light She jumped out of bed in a fright! For there was in his tarry old shirt Behold! his face was all with dirt And his dingiama dumiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you saucy To creep a lady's chamber and steal her treasure?" "Oh no," says Jack, "I pulled the string And you down and let me in And my dingiama dumiama 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 from my jolly tar And his dingiama dumiama day. by A.L. LLoyd, Martin Carthy filename[ play.exe RG BOUNDARY===