Jolly Tinker Songtext
von Martin Carthy

A noble London lady she loved a tinkerman
But she couldn′t get in his company but a little now and then

And you know she would
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

A noble London lady she used her ink and pen
She wrote a letter to the jolly tinkerman

And you know she did
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

She wrote to him a letter, she sealed it with her hand
Saying, "Oh how I love you now my jolly tinkerman."

And you know she did
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

She wrote to him another, she sent it with a friend
Saying, "O my jolly tinker, my kettle needs a mend."

And you know she did
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

As he came running down the lane and at the door he knocked
Saying, "Where's the rusty kettle with the hole I′ve got to block."


And you know he did
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

Lady come downstairs, opened up the door
She spied the jolly tinker standing naked on the floor

And you know he was
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

She led him through the kitchen, she led him through the hall
And the servants said, "The devil, has he come to block us all."

And you know he had
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

She led him up the stair to show him what to do
She fell on the featherbed and he fell on it too

And you know he did
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

She picked up the frying pan and she began to knock
Just to let the servants know my boys she was hard at work

And you know she was
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day

Ran unto her pocket, she pulled out twenty pound
"Take this my jolly tinker and we'll have another round."


And you know we will
Rum to the diddle, rum a diddle work a day