The Cobbler

Oh, me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
 I served my time at ould camp
 Some call me an old agitator
 But now I'm resolved to repent
 With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-doe
 With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
 With me roo-boo-boo roo-boo-boo randy
 And me lab stone keeps beating away
 Now, my father was hung for sheep stealing
 My mother was burned for a witch
 My sister's a dandy house-keeper
 And I'm a mechanical switch
 It's forty long years I have traveled
 All by the contents of me pack
 Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers
 I carry them all on me back
 Oh, my wife she is humpy, she's lumpy
 Me wife she's the devil, she's cracked
 And no matter what I may do with her
 Her tongue, it goes clickety-clack
 It was early one fine summer's morning
 A little before it was day
 I dipped her three times in the river
 And carelessly bade her "Good day"