Wilmot MacDonald - The Little Bull Song

 Lyrics as transcribed from this recording:Oh, once I was a rover to London I did go,My people being very poor, my fortune to pursue,I was sitting on the table and my feet was hanging down,I jumped right over London bridge and I never hit the ground.with my whack full a ha dee,who waite fall air fall turah,a hulla loor I ay.One day as I was going out to view a field of wheat,I bold-lye stepped up to it, for to take a nap of sleep,when this big giant stepped up to me his head would reach the sky,I boldly stepped right up to him and I bid him to pass by.<BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay.<BR><BR>I challenged him to wrestle to bald-faced[?] fight or run,<BR>I played him out in all things, killed him when I was done,<BR>where people all admired me, thanked me for what I have done,<BR>and they give me little trifle of gold and silver, about five thousand tons.<BR><BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay.<BR><BR>It s then I got a little box, about four acres square,<BR>to treasure of my gold and silver, my guineas they lie there,<BR>and every evening I go out to take a quiet walk,<BR>its in my britches pockets where I carry that little box.<BR><BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay.<BR><BR>Its then I got a little bull, about four hands high,<BR>the people all admired him when they heard this little bull cry,<BR>for when this bull began to roar he made such a terrible sound,<BR>he caused the steeple of St. Paul s church to come tumbling to the ground.<BR><BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay.<BR><BR>Its then I got a flock of sheep the half of them was wethers,<BR>sometimes they bring me very good wool more times they bring me feathers,<BR>for these were the best flock of sheep this world could increase,<BR>for every six or eight weeks past brought me nine lambs a-piece.<BR><BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay.<BR><BR>Its then I got a little dove about four hands high,<BR>the people all had... no, I m wrong.<BR>Then I got a little hen of it did took great care,<BR>I sit it on the mussel box and she brought me out a hare,<BR>this hare turned into a finer colt that ever you did see,<BR>and if anybody told a better story than that he told a damn big lie.<BR><BR>with my whack full a ha dee,<BR>who waite fall air fall turah,<BR>a hulla loor I ay. This song is sung a cappella. The singer laughs usually at least once per stanza and stomps his foot occasionally. When beginning the last verse McDonald stops and says no, I m wrong  and then begins again. <BR><BR>This song appears elsewhere in the Manny collection as (039-02). Manny s note tells us that Wilmot learned the song from Earl Astles of Grey Rapids. The chorus consists mostly of vocables.<BR><BR>Ives and Manny s published version (both transcriptions also of performances by Wilmot McDonald) are very similar to the above transcription. McDonald includes other spoken lines in the other versions (like "you know what a wether is"? ). 1959