Lyr. Add: THE AMSTERDAM MAID

In Louisville I met a maid,
Mark well what I do say,
An' she was mistress of her trade,
It was diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

I put my hand upon her toe,
Mark well what I do say,
She says, Young man, you're rather low,
For to diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

I put my finger on her knee,
Mark well what I do say,
She says, Young man, you're rather free,
For its diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

I put my arm around her waist,
Mark well what I do say,
She says, Young man, you're in great haste,
For to diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

I put my hand upon her thigh,
Mark well what I do say,
She says You're getting pretty nigh,
To my diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

I put my hand upon her ass,
Mark well what I do say,
She says, Let's lay down on the grass,
An' diddle, diddle, diddle alla day.

From MO, 1933, "learned it about 1890," southwest Missouri. From Randolph-Legman, 1992, "Roll Me in Your Arms," # 20, pp. 124-125. Sheet music provided, not the usual tune.

More explicit versions in Ed Cray, "The Erotic Muse." He also reproduces a verse from Purslow, "The Wanton Seed," which may indicate that the son had a long life on shore as well:

As I was going over the fields,
Mark you well what I do say.
As I was going over the fields,
A fair pretty lass came close to my heels
Which caused me to go a-screwing,
Which brought me to my ruin,
Which caused me to go a-screwing
All under the new mown hay.

Watton Town End, mentioned above by Bruce O, is in the DT.