Lyr Req: Peter Rumpkin

Subject: Lyr Req: Peter Rumpkin
From: Max
Date: 28 Feb 03 - 01:35 PM

Peter Rumpkin by Willa Mae Buckner. Anyone got it handy? Its a bawdy little ditty. I heard a censored version and would like to know if the bawdy bits are meant to be alluded to or sung.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Peter Rumpkin
From: Amos
Date: 28 Feb 03 - 03:15 PM

Here's a commecial listing for a book+CD that has it, FWIW, Max. Love to hear ya sing it!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Peter Rumpkin
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 09 Mar 03 - 01:55 AM

"Peter Rumpkin" by Willa Mae Buckner appears on 3 different compilation CDs, all published by the Music Maker Relief Foundation:

Expressin' the Blues
A Living Past
Music Makers: Portraits and Songs from the Roots of America (a book and CD)

There's a sound sample at Yahoo! Music:

...Brother Jim, what's we gonna have for supper?
To heck with the man who's got a wife and don't know how to--
Pump-a-dump-a all night long, whiskey's in the glass
Anybody here don't like this song, they can just--
Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.
It's been a long, long time...

It sounds like one of those "Sweet Violets"-type songs where the rhyme scheme leads you to expect something obscene, and then something relatively clean is substituted.

Subject: Lyr Add: PETER RUMPKIN
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 15 Jan 12 - 12:23 PM

You can now hear this song at YouTube. It's rather short—only 1:20—but I think it's probably complete. This is my transcription:


PETER RUMPKIN
As sung by Willa Mae Buckner

Peter Rumpkin had a little dog; Prince was his name.
Ev'rything that little Prince done, Peter took the blame.

Took him out in the woods one day just to teach him how to hunt.
He stuck his nose up a little girl's dress and tried to smell her—

Come on along, you naughty dog; you make my nature rise.
There isn't a man in a thousand miles who'd(?) lay between my—

Thank you, Father; Brother Jim, what's we gonna have for supper?
To heck with a man who's got a wife and don't know how to—

Pump-a-dump all night long; whiskey's in this glass.
Anybody here don't like this song, they can just—

Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time.