O Charlie's neat and Charlie's sweet and Charlie he's a dandy
And every time he goes to town he brings me sugar candy
I don't want none of your wheavily wheat, I don't want none of your barley
Just take some flour in half an hour and bake a cake for Charlie
It's Charlie here, it's Charlie there, it's Charlie over the ocean
And Charlie he'll come back again if he don't change his notion
My pretty little phink I once did think I'd never do without you
But since I lost all hope of you I care very little about you
How old are you, my pretty little miss
How old are you, my honey
If I don't die of a broken heart, I'll be sixteen on Sunday
Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Now can you pour, my pretty little miss, now can you pour my flour
I'll pour more in a minute and a half than you can in an hour
Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Oh marry me, my pretty little miss
Oh marry me, good lookin'
I'll marry you but I won't do your washin' or your cookin'
Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
Oh Charlie he's a nice young man and Charlie he's a dandy
And every time he goes to town he brings me sugar candy
I don't want none of your wheavily wheat, I don't want none of your barley
Just take some flour in half an hour and bake a cake for Charlie
It's Charlie here, it's Charlie there, it's Charlie over the ocean
And Charlie he'll come back again if he don't change his notion
Writer(s): Colin Meloy
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