Name: the cobbler.mp3
Duration: 3 min 55 s
Channel: trad
Description: "the cobbler.mp3" is a song by wyldwyverne. an old folk song. she prolly was black and he prolly jus baptised her.

the cobbler.mp3

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an old folk song. she prolly was black and he prolly jus baptised her.

folk pagan acoustic folk druid old ballads pagan folk trad folk traditional folk

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wyldwyverne

folk singer with acoustic guitar, singing traditional folk-songs and old ballads, and pagan, specifically druidic.

i play guitar and recorders and sing traditional american, english, irish, scottish and australian folksongs, old ballads and some of my own songs. my own songs tend to have pagan themes, specifically, druidic. sometimes one of my friends joins me and we sing harmonies. very occasionally, we sing in other languages.

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic Folk

Charts

Peak #137

Peak in subgenre #22

Author

trad

Uploaded

January 26, 2012

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:55

Story behind the song

i got it from the clancy brothers with tommy makem. they say it was one of tommy makem's big hits.

Lyrics

Oh me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
I served me time at the old camp
Some call me an old agitator
But now I'm resolved to repent

With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away

Now my father was hung for sheep stealing
Me mother was burned for a witch
My sister's a dandy housekeeper
And I'm a mechanical switch

Ah it's forty long years I have traveled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls, and me pinches
I carry them all on me back

Oh my wife she is humpy, she's lumpy
My wife, she's the devil, she's black
And no matter what I may do with her
Her tongue it goes clickety clack

It was early one fine summer's morning
A little before it twas day
I dipped her three times in the river
And carelessly bad her "Good day"

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