Dumiama Dingiama Day A sailor was walking, on a bright day A squire and his lady making their way When the sailor he heard the say "Tonight with you I to stay" And the dumiama dingiama day. "You must tie a string your finger the other end of the string hanging out the winder, And I'll come by, and pull the And you come down and let me in, my dumiama dingiama dumiama day." Says Jack to himself, "Why I try And see if a poor can win such a prize" So he went by and pulled the The lady came down and she let old in his dumiama 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 dashed to the ground And his dumiama dumiama day. The lady woke up, it was just light She jumped out of bed in a fright! For there was Jack in his old shirt Behold! his face was all covered with And his dingiama dumiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you saucy To creep into a lady's and steal her treasure?" "Oh no," says Jack, "I just the string And you came and let me in And my dumiama 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 will part from my jolly Jack tar And his dumiama dingiama day. by A.L. LLoyd, Martin Carthy filename[ play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT