You’re a bear in a sheepskin coat And O’Donnell caught you on the boat And three little piggies on Walkin street Have gobbled up all your corn to eat. With a too-ra-loo-ra-loo-rae-ay Whack fol da diddle loora-da-o-may. Now Buckeye jim has lost his way Saving his corn for a rainy day And North Country beagles did run awry With a Billy O’Neil just a-wonderin’ why. Refrão I lost three dimes on a horse called Stewball, By a dozen lusty mares was called And when they got him back to his stable Owner says I hope to God you’re able. Refrão Had a girl by the banks of the Ohio Suckled by wind and rain and snow No honest man on earth could keep her So she ran off with a Scottish preacher. I had a girl called Roarin’ Mary And with her I am feign to dally No hope left on that blind man’s table So I’ll settle down with a cock-right fable. Refrão Oh Roarin’ Mary I beg your pardon Over by the hills near Craggie Garden There never was a skite like Dick McSherry And never was a girl like Roarin’ Mary! Refrão