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