The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

Sippin' Cider Thru a Straw

I saw a boy, the cutest boy you ever did see
Sipping cider thru a straw. . .
He asked me if
I'd like to sip
Some cider thru a straw. . .
The straw did slip
And I kissed his lip
Sipping cider thru a straw.
Now I love a mother in law
And fifteen kids all call me Maw
From sipping cider thru a straw.
The moral of this story is--
To sip some cider thru a pail.

Data entry tech comment:

Informant and collector are the same person.
 

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; UNIVERSITY OF DETROIT ; HOLDEN HALL ; DETROIT