°- She Was a Rum One (19th century)

For as I strolled out one clear moon night, One clear moon night in winter, For it was there I met a pretty fair maid. She is a rum one— Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. She walk-ed up, and she walk-ed down, And I kept close behind her, For I asked to her the reason why, That she could'na step no wider. [Female voice] "Go away, go away, you foolish young man. And stop such foolish talking. For it does not suit young men, no no To pick up young women's walking" [Male voice] For I am a doctor to my trade, My friends they call me rare-o. If you tell me where your trouble lies, I'll clean you note and fair o't. [Female voice] "My trouble lies between my thighs, And e'er it is abidin'. It tickles me both night and day, And it keeps me from my a-stridin'." [Male voice] Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. [Male voice] He laid her down upon a bank, Till he provided the plaister. She jump-ed up upon her feet [Female voice] "I hope you'll never aist'ter." [Male voice] She's gi'ed to me my winter's beef Besides my winter's fuellin'. Far better than that she's gi'ed to me Was a stable for my stallion. Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. She's a rum one Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. She's a rum one She's a rum one Yeah yeah yeah yeah Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. For as I strolled out one clear moon night, One clear moon night in winter, For it was there I met a pretty fair maid. She's gi'ed to me my winter' Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. She's gi'ed to me my winter's beef Besides my winter's fuellin'. Far better than that she's gi'ed to me Was a stable for my stallion. She's a rum one Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. She is a rum one— Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di-do. Fol-the-diddle di-do-day — But a bonny one — Fol-the-diddle di- "She Was a Rum One", often known as "Walking Down Canal Street" or "The Girls of Lowestoft," is a bawdy English folk song famously sung by Norfolk traditional singer Harry Cox. While the exact age of the song is unknown, it dates back to at least the early 20th century and likely has roots in older 19th-century oral traditions. And now another from the archive of the public domain realm!