Historical Folk Lyrics
"The Shanty Boy"

I am a jolly shanty boy,
As you will soon discover.
To all the dodges I am fly,
A hustling pine woods rover.
A peavey hook it is my pride,
An ax I well can handle;
To fell a tree or punch a bull
Get rattling Danny Randall.

Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.

I love a girl in Saginaw;
She lives with her mother;
I defy all Michigan
To find such another.
She's tall and fat, her hair is red,
Her face is plump and pretty,
She's my daisy, Sunday-best-day girl,
And her front name stands for Kitty.

Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.

I took her to a dance one night,
A mossback gave the bidding;
Silver Jack bossed the shebang
And Big Dan played the fiddle.
We danced and drank, the livelong night.
With fights between the dancing--
'Til Silver Jack cleaned out the ranch
And sent the mossbacks prancing.

Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.