Ole Jim was at the river, at the river I saw Jim, he was carrying a carpet, down the dock he went, he tossed the rolled up carpet, into his little boat, then Jim took a fleeting look, and jumped into his boat…ole Jim was on the river, there last i spied ole Jim, He took off down the river, then I lost sight of my ole friend…Ole Jim came up the river, Yes Jim was all alone, but the carpet he had carried, had vanished and was gone…I heard they dragged the river, for ole Jim’s wife for days was gone, no one saw ole Mary, and their carpet was now gone…They found her in the river, Ole Jim himself is gone, no one heard or seen him, Ole Jim, I know is gone…


