[Bugharue]

There was a little gal and she lived in a town,
And she always was a-teasing me to pay her for a gown.
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	Tum a ladge bugharue.

Her neck was long and yellow and string around her rags,
And her tits hung down like a pair of saddlebags.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

Her cock hung down like the leaves of a table
And it split clear around from her ass to her navel.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

Oh, the scabs on her ass were like the scales on a salmon,
And the crabs on her cock were going half-hammond. [sic]
	Tum a ladge, etc.

Oh, she promised for to meet me at the early break of day,
And according to her promise, she didn't disobey.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

Oh, I took her around the waist and I laid her on the ground,
And according to my promise, I paid her for the gown.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

Oh, she began to laugh and I began to grin,
And there I lay pokin' eleven inches in.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

She became worried and she lolled out her tongue,
And while I was fucking her, she fiddled out some dung.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

And when the old bitch got her belly full of cream,
She stuck a paddle up her ass and started up a stream.
	Tum a ladge, etc.

	Collected by Blaine Stubblefield, this is included in the Utah State University folklore archives and was forwarded by J. Barre Toelken.