Ticklish kind; When I was a baby they tickled me so; Now stop and go way, I say
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Jones, John S.
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voice Collected by Merlin Mitchell Transcribed by Mary C. Parler John S. Jones Farmington Sept. 8, 1950 Reel 68, Item 2 The Ticklish Kind When I was a baby they tickled me so I never got over it quite, Although now I'm grown up, wherever I go, I'm laughing from morning till night. My nurse used to tickle me when I's asleep, My daddy would tickle my chin, My mother would tickle my poor little feet, And then I would always begin: Chorus: Now stop and go way, I say He he he he I want you to quit and go way Ha ha ha Now stop and go way, I say Ha ha ha ha For I'm one of the ticklish kind. They bought me some books and they sent me to school, And there I was tickled to death; The teacher he tickled me with a big rule Until I was all out of breath; The scholars they tickled me out in the yard, They tickled me too in the class; In fact, I was always kept tickled so hard That never a lesson would pass. Chorus: There was a young maiden I thought I would wed, Her name was Miss Folly Ann Gibbs, But bless me, every word that I said She tickled me here in the ribs; Her dainty white fingers she'd roguishly point To give me a poke in the side; And that would just tickle me all out of joint And so I let...
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Parler, Mary Celestia
1950 09 08
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