THE RING-DANG-DOO

As I was a-wandering down the street,
A fair young maid I chanced for to meet.
She offered me gold and silver too,
Just to take a poke at her doo-gee-ma-doo.

CHORUS
Her do-gee-ma-doo, now what is that?
Well, it's haired all 'round like grandpa's hat;
It's haired all 'round and split in two,
That's what she calls her doo-gee-ma-doo.

I took her down to the river side,
I made her ass bobble with the tide,
You can bet your life and money too,
I went away up her doo-gee-ma-doo.

Took her to her father's house,
We crept right in just like a mouse,
And the next sweet task I had to do
Was to take another poke at her doo-gee-ma-doo.

The morning broke all bright and fair,
I met her Pa upon the stair.
He said young man, what I've a notion to do
Is cut off your prick and your ballyx too.

The morning broke all bright and fair,
She met her Ma upon the stair.
Her Ma she said you dirty little bitch,
I've a notion to go and get a switch.

And whip your ass all black and blue,
For being so free with your doo-gee-ma-doo.


#31a from Randolph & Legman, Roll Me in Your Arms: "Unprintable" Ozark Folksongs and Folklore, p. 147

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