Dumiama Dumiama 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 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 come by, and pull the string And you must come 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 by and pulled the string The came down and she let old Jack in With his 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 string could be And so all his were dashed to the ground And his dumiama dingiama day. The woke up, it was just turning light She jumped out of bed in a fright! For there was Jack in his old shirt Behold! his face was all covered dirt And his dumiama dumiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you sailor To creep into a chamber and steal her treasure?" "Oh no," Jack, "I just pulled the string And you came and let me in And my dumiama dumiama day." "Beg pardon," says Jack, "Have I say. I'll steal away very 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. Recorded by A.L. LLoyd, Carthy DUMIAMA play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT