I've Got Rings On My Fingers is on the fine album, Never Grow Up by Anne Hills and Cindy Mangsen, Flying Fish (Rounder) 671, 1998.

It is a song that I remember from my childhood, but have no idea anymore who might have done an earlier version. An internet check turned up versions by Dick Kuhn and Ada Jones.

Sheet Music AND lyrics at this site It is also in the DT, just use the blue search box at the top of this page. I found those things AFTER setting up my version, so I am not going to let it go to waste, so here it is! That gives you THREE versions, check'em out for any differences, but likely they are quite similar.

I'VE GOT RINGS ON MY FINGERS
R.P. Weston and F.J. Barnes, 1909

1. Jim O'Shea was cast away upon an Indian isle.
The natives there they liked his hair; they liked his Irish smile,
So made him chief Panjandrum, the nabob of them all.
They called him Jijjiboo Jhai, and rigged him out so gay,
So he wrote to Dublin Bay, to his sweetheart, just to say:

CHORUS: "Sure, I've got rings on my fingers, bells on my toes,
Elephants to ride upon, my little Irish Rose;
So come to your nabob, and next Patrick's Day,
Be Mistress Mumbo Jumbo Jijjiboo J. O'Shea."

2. O'er the sea went Rose McGee to see her Nabob grand.
He sat within his palanquin, and when she'd kissed his hand,
He led her to his harem, where he had wives galore.
She started shedding a tear; said he, "Now have no fear!
I'm keeping these wives here just for ornament, my dear. CHORUS

3. In em'rald green he robed his queen, to share with him his throne.
'Mid eastern charms and waving palms they'd shamrocks, Irish grown,
Sent all the way from Dublin to Nabab J. O'Shea
But in his palace so fine should Rose for Ireland pine,
With smiles her face will shine when he murmurs, "Sweetheart mine: CHORUS