Rissely-Rosselty (1953) - Pete Seeger

Married a wife in the month of June

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

I carried her off by the light of the moon (in a silver spoon)

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, nickety nackety

Retrical quality, willaby wallaby now now now!

She combed her hair but once a year

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

With every rake she gave a tear

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, (etc.)

She swept the floor but once a year

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

She swore her broom was much too dear

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, (etc.)

She churned the butter in dad’s old boot

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

And for a dasher she uses her foot

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, (etc.)

The butter came out a grizzledy gray

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

The cheese took legs and ran away

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, (etc.)

(Peggy Seeger)

The butter and cheese is on the shelf

Risselty rosselty, now now now!

If you want any more you can sing it yourself

Risselty rosselty, hey bombosity, (etc.)

(from miriam berg’s folksong collection)