Dandoo- Ping (CA) 1972 Max Hunter
Dandoo- As sung by Bill Ping, Santa Rosa, California on September 20, 1972; Max Hunter Folk Song Collection
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VERSE 1
Well, a little ole man lived out in the west
Dandoo, dandoo
Well, a little ole man lived out in the west
An' he married a wife, not one of the best
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 2
This little ole man come in from his plow
Dandoo, dandoo
This little ole man come in from his plow
He says, ole woman is dinner ready now
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 3
Piece of cold cornbread, a layin' on the shelf
Dandoo, dandoo
Piece of cold cornbread, a layin' on the shelf
If you want anymore, you can cook it yourself
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 4
This little ole man went out t' his sheep fold
Dandoo, dandoo
This little ole man went out t' his sheep fold
Down a Wether with a great long pole
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 5
He hung this Wether upon a pin
Dandoo, dandoo
He hung this Wether upon a pin
In a minute an' a half, he had it skinned
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 6
This little ole man went back of the barn
Dandoo, dandoo
This little ole man went back of the barn
Cut 'im two sticks as long as your arm
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 7
He hung the Wether's skin on his ole woman' back
Dandoo, dandoo
He hung the Wether's skin on his ole woman' back
With the two long sticks, went whickety-whack
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 8
Well, I'll tell my Mother an' all my kin
Dandoo, dandoo
Well, I'll tell my Mother an' all my kin
How you treated me with your ole Wether's skin
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 9
You can tell your Mother an' all your kin
Dandoo, dandoo
You can tell your Mother an' all your kin
But I'm bound to tan my Wether's skin
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie
VERSE 10
This ole man got on his horse
Dandoo, dandoo
This ole man got on his horse
He started t' run away
He went fourteen mile in fifteen days
An' that's what I call, gettin' out'a the way
Tommie-come-a-clash, come-a-clingo-tommmie