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Oh me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler,
I served me time at the old camp;
Some call me an old agitator,
But now I'm resolved to repent.
With me intwing of an ingthing of an idoo,
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday;
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy,
And me lode stone keeps beating away.
Now my father was hung for sheep stealing,
Me mother was burned for a witch;
My sister's a dandy housekeeper,
And I'm a mechanical switch.
With me intwing of an ingthing of an idoo,
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday;
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy,
And me lode stone keeps beating away.
Ah, it's forty long years I have traveled,
All by the contents of me pack;
Me hammers, me awls, and me pinches,
I carry them all on me back.
With me intwing of an ingthing of an idoo,
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday;
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy,
And me lode stone keeps beating away.
Oh, my wife she is humpy, she's lumpy,
My wife, she's the devil, she's black;
And no matter what I may do with her,
Her tongue it goes clickety clack.
With me intwing of an ingthing of an idoo,
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday;
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy,
And me lode stone keeps beating away.
It was early one fine summer's morning,
A little before it was day;
I dipped her three times in the river,
And carelessly bade her, "Good day."
With me intwing of an ingthing of an idoo,
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday;
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy,
And me lode stone keeps beating away,
That my heart is breaking forever.