Collected by Max Hunter (H-6 )
For Mary C. Parler
Sung by Mrs. Ethel Hunter
Transcribed by Frances Majors May 28, 1958
Reel 24.9, Item 10
The Slimmest Man I Ever Saw
Oh, the slimmest man I ever saw
Was over in Hoboken,
And when I tell how slim he was,
Folks think I'm just a-joking.
He's slim as any egg shell,
And the skin of a new potato,
And the only trip that he ever made
Was to slide through a nutmeg grader.
He wouldn't go out on a stormy night,
He wouldn't go out alone,
For fear some lame and hungry dog
Would take him for a bone.
He was prowling round the house one night,
And the lamp was burning dimly,
When a bedbug caught him by the seat of his pants
And yanked him up the chimney.
Oh, my, good-bye,
He often lost his breath;
He fell through a hole in the seat of his pants
And choked himself to death.
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