This is the text originally published in the Journal of American Folk Lore XXX is found in "Ballads and Songs" by H M Belden (1940). He says it was secured by Mrs. Case from Miss Josephine Caseyof Kansas City in 1916. Mrs Case wrote: "Miss Casey is a grandniece of General Zachary Taylor of Mexican War fame....(what follows is the quote about General Taylor that Masato took from Scarborough - see above)... The air (i.e. the one he printed) is even older than the words. A Danish maid in the service of Miss Casey's sister burst into tears when she heard the song. When asked the reason she said, 'It makes me homesick. In Denmark, we young people used to dance to that air, which is a very old one.'"

BANGUM AND THE BOAR

Old Bangum would a-wooing ride,
Dillum down, dillum down
Old Bangum would a-wooing ride,
Dillum down,
Old Bangum would a-wooing ride,
With sword and buckler by his side.
Cum-e-caw, cud-e-down, kill-e-quo-qum.

Od Bangum rode to the greenwood side,,br. And there a pretty maid he spied.

There is a wild boar in this wood,
That'll cut your throat and suck your blood.

Oh, how can I this wild boar see?
Blow a blast and he'll come to thee.

Old Bangum clapped his horn to his mouth,
And blew a blast both loud and stout.

The wild boar came in such a rage,
He made his way through oak and ash

They fit three hours in the day,
As last the wild boar stole away.

Old Bangum rode to the wild boar's den,
And spied the bones of a thousand men.

Here is a second text from Belden. "Written out for me by Professor G C Broadhead, University of Missouri, about 1911, as known by him for nearly sixty years."

There is a wild boar in these woods,
Dillum down dillum.
There is a wild boar in these woods,
Dillum down
There is a wild boar in these woods,
Who'll eat your flesh and drink your blood,
Kobby ky cuddle down killy quo cum.

Oh how shall I this wild boar see?
I'll blow a blast and he'll come to me.

Od Bangum blew both loud and shrill;
The wild boar heard on Temple Hill.

The wild boar dashed with such a rash,
He tore his way through oak and ash.

Old Bangum drew his wooden knife,
And swore he'd take the wild boar's life.

They fought four hours in a day;
At last the wild boar stole away.

The raced the wild boar to his den,
And found the bones of a thousand men.

rich r