Dumiama Dumiama 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 dingiama day. "You must tie a string around finger With the end of the string hanging out the winder, And I'll come by, and the string And you must come and let me in, With my dumiama dingiama day." Says Jack to himself, "Why I try And see if a sailor 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 a song; Thinking in his heart would nothing go wrong, But when he got there, no could be found And so all his hopes dashed to the ground And his dumiama dumiama day. The lady woke up, it was turning light She out of bed in a terrible fright! For there was Jack in his tarry old Behold! his face was all with dirt And his dumiama dingiama day. "Oh what do you mean, you saucy To creep into a 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," Jack, "Have pity I say. I'll steal away very 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 dingiama dumiama day. Recorded by A.L. LLoyd, Martin filename[ play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT