One mornin’ as I walked down by the river side, Hurrah, me yaller gals, doodle let me go! And there I saw a yaller gal, swimmin’ in the tide. Hurrah, me yaller gals, doodle let me go! Doodle let me go me gals, doodle let me go! Hurrah, me yaller gals, doodle let me go!
She wuz a major’s daughter from the town of Callio. She took me to her father’s house to see if I would go.
About the hour of twelve at night the father he came home, He chased me round the sofa, boys, oh, wasn’t that a show?
Around an’ ‘round the sofa, boys, oh, wasn’t that a show? He grabbed me by the bobstay arm an’ wouldn’t let me go.
There is a shop called Madam Glasish down in Callio, A knockin’ shop called Madam Glasish, a place we all should go.
We’ll throw a rope round Madam Glasish an’ take the place in tow. We’ll tow it back to Risør town an’ give the boys a show.
