Recorded by: Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers
Written by: Kevin Blackmore & Wayne Chaulk

Lyrics

I got dog dung on my shoes
They were Reeboks, they were new
Me mother screeching, “What’s I to do
With the cursed dog dung on my shoes?”

(CHORUS)
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky die, rum ri row
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky that’s how she goes

Up to the altar to be hitched
Up to the altar here’s a switch
The bald headed priest he’s sniffin me shoes
Said, “skip the rest say I do!”

(CHORUS)
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky die, rum ri row
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky that’s how she goes

Standing there is me wife to be
Standing there for all to see
That woman she don’t say I do
She’s sniffin the dog dung on me shoes

(CHORUS)
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky die, rum ri row
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky that’s how she goes

Back down the isle all alone
Back down the isle I’m going home
Gonna catch that dog get a shot gun too
Blow that curd to Timbuktu

(CHORUS)
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky die, rum ri row
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky that’s how she goes

I lost my chances with the sweet Colleen
She was rich and pretty and neat and clean
I lost me chances on the girl I’m with
All for a cruddy bit of dung

(CHORUS)
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky die, rum ri row
Rum ri row, rum ri row
I die dicky that’s how she goes
I die, double die, triple die, dicky, that’s how she goes