Wicked Dickie
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a song about an old man
He had a cow
He had but one cow, and the cow died
He loved the cow better than his own child
When the cow died, getting grieved by the cow was going no milk and butter
At home
So, here come this song
If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
He was an old man and he had but one cow
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed
He ran for his life just to get to his cow
Oh, wicked, wicked Dickie done died
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
He was an old man and he had but one cow
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed
He ran for his life just to get to his cow
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
When the old man heard that his cow she was dead
Over hedges and ditches you see he had fled
Over hedges and ditches and fields that were mown
He ran for his life just to get to his own
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
Now I sit down and I eat my dried meal
But I have no milk what to put in my pail
I have no butter to sop with my bread
Now old wicked Dickie is dead
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
Oh, wicked Dickie done died
If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
He was an old man and he had but one cow
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed
He ran for his life just to get to his cow
Malvado Dickie
Señoras y señores, esta es una canción sobre un viejo
Tenía una vaca
Solo tenía una vaca, y la vaca murió
Amaba más a la vaca que a su propio hijo
Cuando la vaca murió, al no tener leche ni manteca
En casa
Así que aquí viene esta canción
Si lloras por Dickie, te lo diré ahora mismo
Era un viejo y solo tenía una vaca
Sobre setos, zanjas y campos había arado
Corrió por su vida solo para llegar a su vaca
Oh, malvado, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Si lloras por Dickie, te lo diré ahora mismo
Era un viejo y solo tenía una vaca
Sobre setos, zanjas y campos había arado
Corrió por su vida solo para llegar a su vaca
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Cuando el viejo escuchó que su vaca había muerto
Sobre setos y zanjas ves que había huido
Sobre setos, zanjas y campos que estaban segados
Corrió por su vida solo para llegar a la suya
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Ahora me siento y como mi comida seca
Pero no tengo leche para poner en mi balde
No tengo manteca para mojar con mi pan
Ahora el viejo malvado Dickie ha muerto
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Oh, malvado Dickie ha muerto
Si lloras por Dickie, te lo diré ahora mismo
Era un viejo y solo tenía una vaca
Sobre setos, zanjas y campos había arado
Corrió por su vida solo para llegar a su vaca