Coll. by M.C. Parler
Mrs. Katie Lee Pershall Evansville, Ark. November 6, 1959
Reel 319, Item 1
Humble Bumble (The Three Black Crows)
There were three crows sat on a tree,
And they were black as crows could be. Humble bumble sniggerie grin,
Snoozie rinctum boozer.
Said one old crow unto his mate,
What shall we do for grub to eat?
Refrain.
Away down yonder in yonders lane Lies an old dead horse just lately slain. Refrain.
We’ll place ourselves on his old backbone, Pick his eyeballs out just one by one. Refrain.
