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Down Home (Pennsylvania Dutch) : Political Folk Music

“Down Home” Sheet Music (pdf).
“Down Home” (Pennsylvania Dutch) Karaoke (midi with lyrics).
“Down Home” (English) Karaoke (midi with lyrics).

A Pennsylvania Dutch Folk Song.
A Song of the Farm.


Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldes Haus,
The Schbarre look owwe out the roof.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Gaul,
He had a golden Zach in his mouth.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Kuh,
She does not eat her hair at all.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Gaul,
He eats his oats and keeps his mouth shut.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Fraa,
Die hott so en sclabbicher Unnerrock aa.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Gans,
They had a long neck and a straight swan.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Gees,
Er bummbt die Meed un wadd gaar net bees.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Hund,
He weighs four hundred and fifty pounds.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

That John’s home looks out,
He runs around the house with his hamster tail.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Mann,
It is five feet and six inches long.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Wagge,
I like to sell, but nobody wants to have one.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Gick,
That’s what we’re going to do for years.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Disch,
Uff yedrem Eck en gebroodner Fisch.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n zottlichi Zott,
If I hadn’t married you, would you have known?
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Maad,
I liked to hear her, but she said “no”.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Paar Geil,
That’s what we’re driving with, but it’s not a tail.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Schtock,
Datt hengscht du druff die Mandelrock.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem stteht’n alder Kiwwel,
That’s what you’re wearing on Sunday boots.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n aldi Paar Schuh,
Ya, mei Mammi, die Bendel dezu.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n alder Mann,
Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n Stallstall Gens,
They’re ripped up to the Schwens.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Datt drunne deheem hemmer’n Stall voll Kieh,
The schtehne im Mischt up to the Gnie.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

That drowning that drowning, that drowning, that out,
Three Meed look out of the key hole.
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

And when my Aldi mer’s ram does that
So I’ll take my bundle and give birth Good night!
Heilie, heiloo, heilie, heiloo,
It’s always yoo soo with us.

Down home we have an old, old shack;
The bats fly out but sneak right back!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old cow;
Two golden horns grow out of her brow!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old bull;
He eats and eats but never gets full!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old ox;
He listens nicely but never talks!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home, I regret it, there lives my old wife;
Such a sloven you’ve never seen in your life!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old goose;
Her neck’s a foot long and her feather’s are loose!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old ram;
He bumps the girls but is meek as a lamb!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old hound;
He weighs four hundred and fifty pounds!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home our darling John peeps out
And runs around with his shirttail out!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home there lives an old, old guy;
He’s only five feet and six inches high!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old sleigh;
I’d give it to anyone who’d lug it away!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old wagon tongue;
I used to ride it when I was young!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we had an old meat platter;
When I broke it there was such a clatter!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have a raggedy crone;
If I hadn’t married her she’d be alone!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home there lives an old, old maid;
I asked her to marry me but “no” she said!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we drove oxen for many a mile;
We no longer use ’em for they’re out of style!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home there hangs an old dinner bell;
When the wife’s got the plates on, she rings it like hell!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home there stands an old wooden bucket,
And it’s still there unless someone took it!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have a barn full of cows;
They keep a very manury house!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home there stands an old wooden bed;
Than sleep in it with her I’d rather be dead!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have an old, old lodger;
My wife still regrets not marrying the codger!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down home we have a pen full of swine;
Compared with my wife, they look divine!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

Down and over and far and near,
At every keyhole my wife has her ear!
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!

I tell you, if she keeps acting this way,
I’ll pack up my bundle and bid her “Good Day!”
High lee, high low, high lee, high low,
How we make out I do not know!


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