Jerry Go-Nimble


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Jerry Go-Nimble


One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated back-to-back with "To Thee My Love I Can Impart". There is lamination-related creasing on the document. There is a stain of unknown origin at the left lower edge.


Folk songs Marriage -- Songs and music Ugliness -- Songs and music Marital conflict -- Songs and music Ghosts -- Songs and music

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Honey and Mustard


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

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I. G. Greer


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Jerry Go-Nimble

Sir Jerry Go-Nimble was lame of a leg,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee,
And my Lady Go-Nimble had barely on peg.
For a very old lady was she.
Sir Jerry, when married, was just twenty-two.
My lady fourscore, when Sir Jerry, came to woo:
As ugly a Poles, but as rich as Jew.
How we used to laugh at the old creature when she used to sing,
Hey diddle, ho diddle, hey diddle dee,
Sing hey diddle, ho diddle dee.

At the wedding, my lady was asked for a song,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee,
Oh! says she, to comply I will not hesitate long,
But I own I am not quite in the key,
Then she gave a queer look, twixt a quint and a grin,
And screwed up her snuff-colored lips to begin,
Like two bellows-handles she moved nose and chin,
When she sung, what’s life without passion, sweet passion of love!
Sing hey diddle, ho diddle, key diddle dee,
Sing hey diddly, ho diddle dee.

This pair of true lovers they loved upon love,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee,
And then honeymoon lasted a week and above,
And then it was all mustard for she.
Sir Jerry was fond of his cards, dice and hits,
And my lady fell into historical fits,
And for cruelty drank herself out of her wits,
She wandered about, singing, her was false and I am undone!
Hey diddle, ho diddle, hey diddle dee,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee.

At last by this sad hydrafogy she died,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee.
And her grim ghost it came by Jerrys bedside,
Saying, list! for I am come for thee!
Sir Jerry he hid himself under the clothes,
But the ghost very soon pulled him out by the toes,
Threw him out of the window, and cried, there he goes!
And there he went sure enough, singing,
Hey diddle, ho diddle, hey diddle dee,
Hey diddle, ho diddle dee.

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Jerry Go-Nimble

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Jerry Go-Nimble

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216 mm x 280 mm

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Paul L. Robertson

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