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The James T. Callow Folklore Archive
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" Miss Susie had a tugboat, the tugboat had a bell,
Miss Susie went to heaven, the tugboat went to
Hello operator, please ring me number nine,
And if you disconnect me, I'll kick you right behind
The 'frigerator, there was a piece of glass,
Miss Susie fell upon it, and broke her little
Ask me no more questions, I'll tell you no more lies,
Miss Susie told me all of this,
The day before she died."
Where learned: NEW YORK ; Kenmore
James Callow Keyword(s): ASS ; HELL ; REFRIGERATOR
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
TO MAKE A CHILD A GOOD SINGER, CRACK HIS FIRST LOUSE ON
THE BOTTOM OF A TIN CUP.
Where learned: TENNESSEE ; RED BOILING SPRINGS
| Subject headings: | 686 Properties attributed to specific numbers or numerals individually. Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song BELIEF -- Insect BELIEF -- Fate Destiny Luck Chance |
Date learned: 00-00-1970
IT IS BAD LUCK TO SING IN BED.
Where learned: TENNESSEE ; DOYLE
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song BELIEF -- Bad luck Furniture (bed, table, chair, etc.) |
Date learned: 07-27-1968
BEER, BEER FOR OL' BRYAN HIGH
YOU BRING THE COCKTAIL, I'LL BRING THE RYE.
SEND OL' ROGGE OUT FOR THE GIN
DON'T LET A SOBER TEACHER IN.
WE NEVER STAGGER,
WE NEVER FALL,
WE SOBER UP ON WOOD ALCOHOL
WHILE OUR LOYAL FACULTY
LIES DRUNK IN THE STUDY HALL.
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Entertainment: Song
Way down South when I was born
They raised the cotton and the corn
Ke-mo ky-mo dar-o whack
Hike ta-mo Hoke ta-mo
Ring dum pop-a-didle
In step sally winkle
Nip cat penny winkle
Sing a song of kitchi-katchi ky-me-oh
Submitter comment:
Source: my grandmother who says it is a family song learned in 1880.
Data entry tech comment:
Entry by TRD
Where learned: TENNESSEE ; BEDFORD COUNTY
Keyword(s): Entertainment ; MUSIC ; RHYME ; Slave ; SONG ; South ; WORK
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
100 bottles of beer on the wall,
100 bottles of beer,
If one of those bottles should happen to fall,
99 bottles of beer on the wall;
99 bottles of beer on the wall,. . .
etc. to one bottle.
Submitter comment:
A drinking song learned at Olivet College.
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector are the same person.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; OLIVET ; Olivet College
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Social reunion |
Rocks and Gravel
Rocks and gravel, gravel and rocks, in Lake Huron you get a few knocks.
Rocks and gravel, gravel and rocks, stub your big toe and you fall like an ox.
Down at the waterfront you really have it rough
Walking on the sizzling sand you think you've had enough.
Into the icy depths you want to run and flee
Until you hear the friendly call of "buddies, 1, 2, 3."
Rocks and gravel . . .
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector are the same person.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
My Doll Dressed in Blue
I have a doll all dressed in blue,
With white stockings and a blue hat.
I took her to the plaza and my doll there fainted.
I took her home, and on my way the doll died.
Climb the ladder to Heaven, for I don't know how.
Count for me the steps for I don't know how to count.
Two and two are four and four and two are six.
Six and two are eight and eight are sixteen steps to heaven.
Submitter comment:
Informant's mother taught this to her in Toledo about 1947 or 1948. She used to sing it often.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Music
Lavender's blue, dilly, dilly
Lavender's green;
When I'm king, dilly, dilly,
You shall be queen.
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector are the same person.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; BIRMINGHAM
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Little Maggie
Oh, yonder stands Little Maggie,
With a dram glass in her hand.
She's drinking away her troubles Lord,
And courting another man.
Pretty flowers were made for blooming,
Pretty stars were made to shine.
Pretty girls were made for boys to love,
Surely Maggie was made for mine.
Oh, how can I ever stand it,
To see them two blue eyes.
They shine just like diamonds Lord,
Like the diamonds in the sky.
Sometimes I have a nickel Lord,
Sometimes I have a dime.
Sometimes I have ten dollars,
Just to pay Little Maggie's fine.
Oh, they marched me down to the station,
With my suitcase in my hand.
I'm going away for to leave you my love,
I'm going to a far distant land.
Submitter comment:
Origin: Grandmother, Mrs. Liza Brown, Little Rock, Arkansas.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; Bagley School ; Bagley School Playground
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
I Love My Rooster
I love my rooster, my rooster loves me.
I feed my rooster on Tenderleaf Tea.
My little rooster goes cock-a-doodle-doodle-doodle-doodle-do.
I love my doggie, my doggie loves me.
I feed my doggie on Tenderleaf Tea.
My little doggie goes bow-wow-wow.
My little rooster goes cock-a-doodle-doodle-doodle-doodle-do.
Other verses: Insert the different animals and their particular sounds to the above rhyme. The song continues using all the animals and their respective sound.
kittie-meow-meow-meow -- doggie, rooster
duckie-quack-quack-quack -- kittie, doggie, rooster
sweetie-smack-smack-smack -- duckie, kittie, doggie, rooster
I love my giraffe (pronounced gee-raf), my giraffe loves me.
I feed my giraffe on Tenderleaf Tea.
My little giraffe goes --
(giraffes are silent--and that ends that)
Submitter comment:
Origin: Free Press Fresh Air Camp, 1953
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Tu B'Shvat Is Here (Song of Jewish Arbor Day)
The almond tree is growing
A golden sun is glowing
The birds sing out in joyous glee
From every roof and every tree
Let's make the land a garden
With water from the Jordan
And our land will flow once more
With milk and honey as of yore
Tu B'Shvat is here
The Jewish Arbor Day
Hail the trees' New Year
Happy Holiday
Submitter comment:
Origin: Learned it in Sunday School when she was younger.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Pink Pajamas
I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot.
I wear my pink pajamas in the winiter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall
I slip between the sheets with nothing on at all.
Chorus
Glory, Glory what's it to you
Glory, Glory what's it to you
Glory, Glory what's it to you
If I slip between the sheets with nothing on at all.
Submitter comment:
Origin: Song from Camp Tamarack at which informant was a counselor.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Integration Song
If you don't see me in the back of the bus, if you don't see me nowhere,
Come on up to the front of the bus, I'll be riding up there,
I'll be riding up there, I'll be riding up there
Come on up to the front of the bus, I'll be riding up there.
If you don't see me at the swimming hole, if you can't find me nowhere,
Come on up the city pool, I'll be swimming up there,
I'll be swimming up there, I'll be swimming up there,
Come on up the city pool, I'll be swimming up there.
If you don't see me in the cotton fields, if you can't find me nowhere,
Come on down to the county court, I'll be voting up there,
I'll be voting up there, I'll be voting up there,
Come on down to the county court, I'll be voting up there.
If you don't see me in the picket line, if you can't find me nowhere,
Come on down to the county jail, I'll be waiting right there.
I'll be waiting right there, I'll be waiting right there.
Come on down to the county jail, I'll be waiting right there.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Sauerwood Mountain
Rooster's crowin' on Sauerwood Mountain
Hi dee diddle dum diddle dum day
So many pretty girl you can't count them
Hi dee diddle dum diddle dum day.
Old man, old man, I want your daughter
Hi dee diddle dum diddle dum day
To bake my break and carry my water
Hi dee diddle dum diddle dum day.
Submitter comment:
Sung in Hollister, Ohio.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Fall Song
Come little leaves, said the wind one day
Come over the meadows with me and play;
Put on your dresses of red and gold
Summer is gone and the days grow cold.
Soon as the leaves heard the wind's wild call
Down they came fluttering -- one and all;
Over the bright fields they danced and flew
Singing the sad little song they knew.
Submitter comment:
Sung as a child in Gloucester, Ohio.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Lulu
Lulu had a steamboat
Steamboat had a bell
Lulu went to heaven
Steamboat went to
Hello operator
Gimmie #9
If there is no answer
Give me back my dime
School is a prison
Classroom is a cell
Teacher is a warden
She can go to
Hello operator: Repeat
Behind the iron curtain
There was a piece of glass
Lulu fell upon it
And fell right upon her
Ask me no more questions
I'll tell you no lies
Cause that's all she told me
Before she went to
Hello operator: Repeat
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector share the same surname.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Song (Camp)
We are the red-men
Tall and straight
In our feathers and warpaint
Pow-wow Pow-wow.
We're the men of the old Ren-Cow
We are the red men
Feathers in our head men
Down among the dead men
Umm pow-wow
We can fight with sticks and stones
Bows and arrows, flints and bones.
Pow-wow, pow-wow
We're the men of the old Ren-Cow, etc.
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector are the same person.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; 3035 Jacob
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Chip, Chip my little horse
Chip, Chip again, sir.
How many miles to Dublin Town?
Four score and ten, sir.
Chip, Chip my little horse
Chip, Chip again, sir.
Can I get there by candle light?
Ch-can, and back again, sir.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |
Song
Goin' down to Cripple Creek
On my way
I'll get to Cripple Creek
One fine day.
(But we didn't dance to it. We just sung it.)
Submitter comment:
happened in Gloucester, Ohio
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song |