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I married me a wife in the month of June,
     Risselty-rosselty now, now, now !
I carried her home in a silver spoon,
     Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
     Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
     Willaby-wallaby now, now, now !

She swept the floor but once a year
She swore her brooms were all too dear

She combed her hair but once a year
At every rake she shed a tear

She churned the butter in dad's old boot
And for a dash she used her foot

The butter came out a grisly grey
The cheese took legs and ran away

The butter and cheese are on the shelf
If you want any more, you can sing it yourself

Note: an American version of The Wife Wrapt in a Wether's Skin
     that managed to lose the story.
Child #277
Recorded by Seeger