As I was getting up this morning, bits of this song came to me from the early 1950's. It was one of the bunkhouse songs we sang, college students all, as Virginia seasonal park rangers. After walking the dog and cat, turned on the computer, typed in a few remembered lines, and here I am. Quite a song; am glad to know its varied history, and the fuller lyrics.

Our version was much simpler, and made even more so by time and memory, but the opening line was much different and, possibly of interest, the Maiden spoke her lines with a lisp. There were a lot of enjoyable " boom de da da's". No mention of a beard or whiskers in, obviously, our much abbreviated and adulterated version.

Some of what I remember:

On six weeks of fishing off the coast of Maine,
from the town of Bangor came a Pullman train.

See that Harvard student, say doesn't he look swell?
Hair parted in the middle and a small moustache as well.
Empty seat behind him and no one at his side.
Enter pretty maiden, so bashful and petite,
"Thay Mister, does anyone occupy that seat?"