Charlie Went Down In The Bucket from Bonnie K. First, the lyrics:
Charlie went down in the bucket,
The bucket went down in the well.
His wife cut the rope to the bucket
And Charlie went straight down to ―
Tring, ling, ling, ling-
Tra, la, la, la
Sweet were the voices he heard from afar
Tring, ling, ling, ling-
Tra, la, la, la
As he played on his Spanish guitar.
Charlie went straight down to Hades
And hit with an awful 'Wham!'
He stumped his toe on a red hot poker
And said, 'I don't give a ―
Tring, ling, ling ling,
Tra, la, la, la,
Sweet were the voices he heard from afar
Tring ling, ling, ling, Tra, la, la, la
As the played on his Spanish guitar
Now the Devil heard Charlie a'cursing
And locked him up in a cell
I know you're a mighty fine fellow
But we allow no cursing in ―
Tring, ling, ling, ling,
Tra, la, la, la,
As he played on his Spanish guitar.
Phyl: Thanks so much for these "great" lyrics! That request has been up for some time now, and you are the first one to provide the words---by any chance do you have the music available?
And Bonnie’s followup message and story:
Phyllis, I know the tune, but since I am not a singer I cannot convey the musical notes to you. Did I tell you the strange way in which I recalled this 'ditty' of 40 years before? If not, here is the story: My husband and I were riding home with our neighbors in a car after having dinner out. There was a lively conversation going on during the ride home. In the middle of the conversation, the song popped into my head. I had not even thought of it in 40 years!! When I logged in to the 'puter to check emails, a screen popped up with a request for the words. Now, THAT'S a coincidence! I typed them in.
I will occasionally have some psychic episodes with my daughter, and my grandmother was a bit psychic, but I'm sure not a mind reader...just open to the Universe when it wants to play games, I guess! That was weird, but surprising! Bonnie K.
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In the Boarding House Where I Lived (Ed. Note: please see this listed under Grandfolkies’ link to Yyucky Songs): from Suzanne H. Just came across your site as I googled the song “At the boarding house where I lived.” My mother used to sing this all the time to me and my sister. It would gross my dad out when she sang it. Tonight my daughter requested me to sing this to our youngest son who had not yet heard it. This inspired me to google it and see if this was a traditional family silly song, or just something that my crazy mother knew…. Hah!
My version is slightly different than yours and so I thought I’d send you my lyrics. You may like them as well.
At the boarding house where I lived
Everything was green with mold
Grandma’s hair was in the butter,
Silver threads among the gold.
When the dog died we had hot dogs.
When the cat died, cat nip tea.
When the landlord died I left there,
Spare ribs were too much for me….
Toooooo muuuuuuuch for meeeeeeeeeee!
Phyl: Thanks so much for sharing this delightful bit of grossness [:>)!
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Miss Effie #2 fromWefelmeyer Sorry, I forgot to include the last stanza. Here it is in its entirety, again as I remember:
Oh Miss Effie was her name
Through the west she won her fame
Being handy with a pistol
Though she drove the men insane.
She would whip her pistol and shoot most any guy
Then holler her one reply:
Chorus: I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'm so sorry my friend
I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'll never, never do it again.
One night she made a date
With a wrestling heavy weight
He tried a brand new hold
She did not appreciate
So she whipped out her pistol
And shot him in the thigh
And hollered her sad reply: Chorus:
Then one night she made a slip
And shot the sheriff in the hip
The law took a hand
And made Miss Effie take the stand
She cried "Oh your honor
I know you'll turn me loose
When you hear my one excuse"
I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'm so sorry my friend
I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'll never, never do it again.
The jury all agreed that Miss Effie should be freed
But the sheriff's jealous wife said "Oh no indeed"
Then she whipped out her pistol and shot this lovely belle
And sang as Miss Effie fell. Chorus
I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'm so sorry my friend
I didn't know the gun was loaded and I'll never, never do it again.
Phyl: Many thanks for these lyrics!