There was a young fellow,
His mother named him Jim
And all the girls around
Were half in love with him
But Jim was a strange boy
And liked to stay at home
Witling on a stick
And playing all alone
And years passed by
With not a change in sight
For Jim was determined
Not to have a wife
And though all the girls tried
Jim never gave them a look
And all the girls were sad
For never a wife Jim took
Then a girl came to town
On a bright new day
Pretty as a peacock,
With quite a lot to say
And then came the day
She met young Jim
And she determined that
She was gonna marry him
So she took her mothers veil
And her pappy’s gun
And she went to visit Jim
And ‘persuaded’ him to come
And before Jim could wink
He had himself a wife
And darned if he weren’t happy
For the rest of his life
