Sung by Jane Turriff accompanying herself on accordeon.
This song fits right into North East tradition, despite its possible origins in American country and western music. Greig-Duncan's slightly bawdy ditty of Dick Dorbin the Cobbler (#483) fits the metrics and has a similar nonsense refrain, but is probably unrelated. Jane is not sure of its provenance, "I dinna ken, we eest tae sing't fin we wis little. I think it wis Jimmy Rodgers), an then.ye yodelled. It must hae been him I eest tae be daft aboot.
The Cobbler
1: O when I wis a cobbler,.
I workit frae momin till night;
I couldn't get the price o tobacco,
An it's drivin me right up the pole.
An a fal-al-al al-al-i diddle dee,
Fal-al the doodle-i day-ay;
Fal-al-al-i iddle-i daddie,
It's drivin me right up the pole.
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Recorded by Allan Palmer at Mintlaw, June 1984.
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Traditional arranged Jane Turriff Springthyme Records © 1996.
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