Little Ball of Yarn
   
It t'was in th month of May
When th lambs would skip and play
And th blackbirds were singing like a charm
And I met a pretty miss
And I said, unto her like this
Let me wind up your little ball of yarn

Why, she said to me, kind sir
Your a stranger I can see
I"m afraid sir, that you will do me harm
And I put my arms around her waist
While I gently laid her down
While th blackbirds were singing like a charm

And, I threw up her underclothes
And pulled out my rubber hose
While th blackbirds were singing like a charm

And, it was shortly after this
When I had to take a piss
Came a pain that would cause me great alarm
And it was to my decepts
When I had a dose of clap
While th blackbirds were singing like a charm

Transcribed from the Max Hunter Collection. Cat. #0311 (MFH #368).
sung by Mr. Al Lindstedt, Eureka Springs, Arkansas on February 11, 1959.

Listen online: https://maxhunter.missouristate.edu/songinformation.aspx?ID=311