[From: The English and Scottish Popular Ballads by Francis James Child; Volume 7: Ballads 189-225; published December 1890. "
The Roxburghe Ballads (1897), Volume 8 - Page 154 by William Chappell, Ballad Society reports this about Child K a: "and Mrs. Helena Titus Brown, of New York (in 1790)." Child, however gives no date saying K b. is "From Miss Emma A. Clinch of New York. Derived, 1820, or a little later." Both apparently are from "Miss Phoebe Wood, Huntington, Long Island, and perhaps learned from English soldiers there stationed during the Revolutionary war." Following are Child's notes for K b.
R. Matteson 2012]
b. Burden:
Rump a dump a dink a dink a day
Rump a dump a dink a dink a dady.
Or, Rink a dink a dink a dink a day
Rink a dink a dink a dink a day dee.
Order as in a.
11, fetch me.
13. And take away.
21. fetched him down his.
23. And they took away his.
31. got home.
34. with the.
41. Go fetch me out.
43. And we'll away to.
44. To for And.
51. They fetched him out
54. To overtake my.
62 (63). lady bright
73. you won't
'Lord Garrick'- Version K b; From Miss Emma A. Clinch of New York; Indirectly from the singing of Miss Phoebe Wood, Huntington, Long Island; Child 200 The Gypsy Laddie
b. From Miss Emma A. Clinch of New York. Derived, 1820, or a little later.
a directly, b indirectly, from the singing of Miss Phoebe Wood, Huntington, Long Island, and perhaps learned from English soldiers there stationed during the Revolutionary war.
1 'Fetch me down my high-heeled shoes,
Made of the Spanish leather,
And I'll take away my low-heeled shoes,
And away we'll go together.'
CHORUS: Rump a dump a dink a dink a day
Rump a dump a dink a dink a dady.
Or, Rink a dink a dink a dink a day
Rink a dink a dink a dink a day dee.
2 They fetched her down her high-heeled shoes,
Made of the Spanish leather,
And they *took away her low-heeled shoes,
And away they went together.
3 And when Lord Garrick he got home,
Inquiring for his lady,
Then up steps his best friend:
'She's gone with the gipsy laddie.'
4 'Go fetch me out my bonny brown,
For the grey is not so speedy,
And we'll away to the Misty Mount,
And overtake my lady.'
5 They fetched him out his bonny brown,
For the grey was not so speedy,
And away they went to the Misty Mount,
To overtake his lady.
6 And when Lord Garrick he got there,
'Twas in the morning early,
And there he found his lady bright,
And she was wet and weary.
7 'And it's fare you well, my dearest dear,
And it's fare you well for ever,
And if you won't go with me now,
Don't let me see you never.'
*put on (see Child's notes)