Not at all happy with the recording quality of this one (but I REALLY like the song itself). My voice levels are off, but I have a long drive tomorrow and I'm not spending any more time on it now.
This is part of my local history series. Cantankerous Jemima was a real person (Jemima Smith) and she's buried in the Old Dutch Cemetery of Sleepy Hollow. She did lock her husband in his study on Sunday to keep him from delivering services. She was also known to snore loudly from the first pew and to parade outside the chapel on a horse making as much ruckus as she could. Her husband was much beloved by his congregation but she would say if they had to live with him they would be a little mad too.
Cantankerous Jemima is my name
The people in the town say I'm insane
I like to rant and rave and act like I'm depraved
I like the reputation I have gained
I run through the dead of night, whoopsie diddledee dandy
And dance beneath the full moonlight, whoopsie diddledee doo
I make myself a hawthorn crown, whoopsie diddledee dandy
To shock the people in the town, whoopsie diddledee doo
Whoopsie diddledee dandy diddledee die de diddledee dandy
If you were me then you would see insanity can be hand
Whoopsie diddledee dandy diddledee die de diddledee doo
If you were me then you would be a little crazy too
I married young to please my family,
To a preacher from the Old Dutch ministry
I cared not for the life of a pious preacher's wife
I turned to mischief and debauchery
I locked my husband in his room...
So Sunday mass could not resume...
I danced upon the wooden pews...
Sang dirty words to hymnal tunes...
Now I sleep more soundly in my bed
A stone to mark my two bare feet and head
No scolding for my sins. On my face a toothy grin.
Life's more entertaining when you're dead... it's true!
I shriek and moan and shake my bones...
I dance upon the old tombstones...
I fly above the mourners heads...
And them quake in mortal dread...
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