The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

The Mouse on the Hill

There was a little mouse who lived on a hill,
Um hum, Um hum.
There was a little mouse who lived on a hill
And he walked and he talked like Buffalo Bill,
Um hum, Um hum.

One day he thought he'd take a ride,
Um hum, Um hum.
One day he thought he'd take a ride
With his sword and his pistol by his side,
Um hum, Um hum.

He rode up to Miss Mousie's door,
Um hum, Um hum.
He rode up to Miss Mousie's door
And he knocked and he knocked till his fist got sore,
Um hum, Um hum.

He sat Miss Mousie on his knee,
Um hum, Um hum.
He sat Miss Mousie on his knee
And he said, "Miss Mousie will you marry me?"
Um hum, Um hum.

Miss Mousie said, "I can't do that."
Um hum, Um hum.
Miss Mousie said, "I can't do that,
I'll have to ask my brother rat."
Um hum, Um hum.

Now brother rat had gone to town,
Um hum, Um hum.
Now brother rat had gone to town
To buy Miss Mousie a wedding gown,
Um hum, Um hum.

The wedding took place at the old oak tree,
Um hum, Um hum.
The wedding took place at the old oak tree,
With the birds and the black eyed peas,
Um hum, Um hum.

The first to come was Mrs. Chick,
Um hum, Um hum.
The first to come was Mrs. Chick,
And she ate so much that she got sick,
Um hum, Um hum.

The second to come was Doctor Fly,
Um hum, Um hum.
The second to come was Doctor Fly,
And he said Mrs. Chick would surely die,
Um hum, Um hum.

They had six kids that looked like rats,
Um hum, Um hum.
They had six kids that looked like rats,
Some tall, some short, some skinny, some fat,
Um hum, Um hum.

That's all there is there ain't no more,
Um hum, Um hum,
That's all there is there ain't no more,
If I told you more you might get sore,
Um hum, Um hum.

Data entry tech comment:

Informant and collector are the same person.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT