The Champion Bawdy Song
Sweet Betsy From Pike is
the undisputed king of bawdy music. In this book alone
there are fifteen(!) songs based on it. The tune is
derived from an early 19th century British song "Villikins and His Dinah" which is a variant of the
Scottish melody "Lord Randall." Sweet Betsy was
very popular during the California Gold Rush in the
mid-1800s.
It's interesting to note
that there are Pike Counties in the following states:
Alabama, Arkansas, Georgia, Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky,
Missouri, Ohio, and Pennsylvania.
The
Music
Sweet Betsy From Pike
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The
Songs
Songs in this book which are sung to the
tune of
"Sweet Betsy From Pike"
Blinded
by Shit
Carolina
Down in
Wyoming
Farting
Contest
Get
Fucked
Gonorrhea
Loopy
Madeline
Schmidt
Moose
Song - 1
Moose
Song - 2
Moose
Song - 3
Moose
Song - 4
Moose
Song - 5
No
Balls at All
Old
Irish State
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Sweet Betsy From Pike
Did you ever
hear tell of Sweet Betsy from Pike,
Who crossed the wide mountains with her lover Ike,
Two yoke of cattle, a large yeller dog,
A tall Shanghai rooster, and a one-spotted hog.
Chorus:
Singing too-ra-li-oo-ra-li-oo-ra-li-ay.
They swam the
wide rivers and crossed the tall peaks,
And camped on the prairie for weeks upon weeks.
Starvation and cholera, hard work and slaughter
They reached California 'spite of hell and high water.
One evening
quite early they camped on the Platte,
Twas near by the road on a green shady flat.
Betsy, sore-footed, lay down to repose
With wonder Ike gazed on that Pike County rose.
Out on the
prairie one bright, starry night,
They broke out the whiskey, and Betsy got tight.
She sang and she shouted and she danced o'er the plain,
And she showed her bare arse to the whole wagon train.
The Injuns
came down in a thundering horde,
And Betsy was scared they would scalp her adored.
So under the wagon-bed Betsy did crawl
And she fought off the Injuns with musket and ball.
The wagon
broke down with a terrible crash,
And out on the prairie rolled all sorts of trash.
A few little baby-clothes, done up with care,
Looked rather suspicious, but all on the square.
They stopped
at Salt Lake to inquire of the way,
When Brigham declared that Sweet Betsy should stay.
Betsy got frightened and ran like a deer,
While Brigham stood pawing the ground like a steer.
The alkali
desert was burning and bare,
And Isaac's soul shrank from the death that lurked there.
"Dear old Pike County, I'll go back to you"
Says Betsy, "You'll go by yourself if you do!"
They soon
reached the desert, where Betsy gave out,
And down in the sand she lay rolling about.
Ike in great wonder looked on in surprise,
Saying, "Betsy, get up, you'll get sand in your
eyes."
Sweet Betsy
got up in a great deal of pain.
She declared she'd go back to Pike County again.
Ike gave a sigh, and they fondly embraced,
And they traveled along with his arm round her waist.
The Shanghai
ran off, and the cattle all died,
That morning the last piece of bacon was fried.
Ike got discouraged, Betsy got mad,
The dog drooped his tail and looked wonderfully sad.
They suddenly
stopped on a very high hill,
With wonder looked down upon old Placerville.
Ike said to Betsy, as he cast his eyes down,
"Sweet Betsy, my darling, we've got to
Hangtown."
Long Ike and
Sweet Betsy attended a dance.
Ike wore a pair of his Pike County pants.
Betsy was covered with ribbons and rings.
Says Ike, "You're an angel, but where is your
wings?"
A miner said,
"Betsy, will you dance with me?"
"I will that, old hoss, if you don't make too free.
Don't dance me hard, do you want to know why?
Doggone you, I'm chock-full of strong alkali."
This Pike
County couple got married, of course,
But Ike became jealous, and obtained a divorce.
Betsy, well-satisfied, said with a shout,
"Goodby, you big lummox, I'm glad you backed
out!"
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