All those "to my leg" et. versions always sound odd to me, because of the way I heard the bawdy "Jism Trail."

Bucks County, eastern Pennsylvania, mid 1940s, heard from an older boy across the road who always seemed to have the best bawdy stuff. I think he may have heard it at the "Troc," the famous Trocadero burlyQ in Philadelphia.

Always thought it the best parody to the lyrics, and also totally wacked:

Come a-tie my pecker to a tree, to a tree,
Come a-tie my pecker to a tree.

To a *Tree?* The tactile shock stays with me to this day. Perfect. And scary.

Bob