Lyr. Add: THE AMSTERDAM MAID In Louisville I met a maid, Mark well what I do say, An' she was mistress of her trade, It was diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. I put my hand upon her toe, Mark well what I do say, She says, Young man, you're rather low, For to diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. I put my finger on her knee, Mark well what I do say, She says, Young man, you're rather free, For its diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. I put my arm around her waist, Mark well what I do say, She says, Young man, you're in great haste, For to diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. I put my hand upon her thigh, Mark well what I do say, She says You're getting pretty nigh, To my diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. I put my hand upon her ass, Mark well what I do say, She says, Let's lay down on the grass, An' diddle, diddle, diddle alla day. From MO, 1933, "learned it about 1890," southwest Missouri. From Randolph-Legman, 1992, "Roll Me in Your Arms," # 20, pp. 124-125. Sheet music provided, not the usual tune. More explicit versions in Ed Cray, "The Erotic Muse." He also reproduces a verse from Purslow, "The Wanton Seed," which may indicate that the son had a long life on shore as well: As I was going over the fields, Mark you well what I do say. As I was going over the fields, A fair pretty lass came close to my heels Which caused me to go a-screwing, Which brought me to my ruin, Which caused me to go a-screwing All under the new mown hay. Watton Town End, mentioned above by Bruce O, is in the DT.
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