Communicated by Rev. F.D. Huntington, Bishop of
1Western New York, as sung to him by his father in 1828, at
Hadley, Mass.; derived from a rough, roystering "character"
in the town.
| 1 |
Now you are a-going to Cape Ann,
Follomingkathellomeday
Remember me to the self-same man.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 2 |
Tell him to buy me an acre of land
Follomingkathellomeday
Between the salt-water and the sea-sand.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 3 |
Tell him to plough it with a ram's horn,
Follomingkathellomeday
Tell him to sow it with one peppercorn.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 4 |
Tell him to reap it with a penknife,
Follomingkathellomeday
And tell him to cart it with two mice.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 5 |
Tell him to cart it to yonder new barn
Follomingkathellomeday
That never was built since Adam was born.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 6 |
Tell him to thrash it with a goose quill,
Follomingkathellomeday
Tell him to fan it with an egg-shell.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
| 7 |
Tell the fool, when he's done his work,
Follomingkathellomeday
To come to me, and he shall have his shirt.
Ummatiddle, ummatiddle, ummatallyho, tallyho, follomingkathellomeday |
