[ ... fade in as Melanie parks and shuts her car off...]
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
now, now, now..
I married my wife in the month of June.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now!
I brought her home by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
With every stroke she shed a tear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
rusty-quo-quality, ristle-tee, rostle-tee,
now, now, now.
He brought her home by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
With every stroke she shed a tear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She swept up her floor but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
She said that brooms were much too dear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She churned the butter in her Dad’s old boot.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
And for a dash she used her foot.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
The butter it came out a grizzle-y grey.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
The cheese it took legs and ran away.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She let the critter get away.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
I asked my wife to wash the floor.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
She gave me my hat and she showed me the door.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
now, now, now.
I married my wife in the month of June.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now!
I brought her home by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey jonnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoty-wallity, now, now, now.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, now, now, now.
---------------------------------------------------
The following version is taken directly from the script dated
Feb. 15, 1963:
I married my wife in the month of June.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo!
I brought her home by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey bombosity,
knickety-knackety, retro-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
With every stroke she shed a tear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
rusty-quo-quality, ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
Brought her home by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
With every stroke she shed a tear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She swept up her floor but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
She said that brooms were much too dear.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She churned the butter in her Dad’s old boot.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
And for a dash she used her foot.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
The butter it came out a grizzle-y grey.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
The cheese took legs and ran away.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She let the critter get away.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
I asked my wife to wash the floor.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
She gave me my hat and she showed me the door.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
I married my wife in the month of June.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo!
I carried her off by the light of the moon.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
She combed her hair but once a year.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, hey donnie-dosilty,
knickety-knackety, rusty-quo-quality,
willoby-wallaby, mo, mo, mo.
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee, mo, mo, mo.
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Bruce Christopher
I found another version of the lyrics on this Web page:
http://www.onstagemedia.com/cgi-bin/as_web.exe?October+D+6385375
Apparently this song was once recorded by Pete Seeger,
but I have not yet found it on CD.
Bruce Christopher