Collected by Parler
Peggy Hamm Little Rock, Ark January 14, 1960
Reel 355, Item 1
Lesrned from Gayle Ramsey, Pine Bluff, Ark.
My name it is Nell,
And the truth for to tell,
I come from , which I'll never deny,
I had a fine drake,
And the truth I will stake,
That my grandmother left me when she's going to die. It's neck it was green,
And much rarer to be seen,
He was fit for a queen of the highest degree,
His body was white,
And would you deny it,
He was plump, fat, and heavy, and and slick as a bee.
That dear little fellow,
His legs they were yellow,
He could fly like a swallow and swim like a hake,
But some dirty savage,
To grease his white cabbage,
Has wontonly murdered my beautiful drake.
He was handsome and sound,
He would weigh twenty pound,
The universe round I would run for his sake,
Bad wind to that robber,
Be he drunk or sober,
That murdered McFlaherty's beautiful drake.
May his pig never grunt,
May his cat never hunt,
May ghosts ever haunt him at dead of the night,
May his hen never lay,
May his ass never bray,
May his goat fly away like an old paper kite.
Oh, the flies and the fleas,
May the wretch ever tease,
And the piercing March freeze make him shiver and shake,
May the of his stick
Make the bumps fast and thick,
On the monster that murdered my beautiful drake.
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