VERSE 1
Poor Pompy is dead
An' laid in his grave, laid in his grave
Pompy is dead an' laid in 'is grave
O, O, O, O,
VERSE 2
Apple tree blossoms
Bloom over his head, over his head
Apple tree blossoms bloom over his head
O, O, O, O
VERSE 3
Saddle and bridle
Lie under th shelf, under th shelf
Saddle and bridle lie under th shelf
O, O, O, O
VERSE 4
An' if you want anymore
You can sing it yourself, sing it yourself
If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself
O, O, O, O, O
(Fred tells, what is wrong with him, sometimes)
VARIANTS:
0858 Robin Is Dead
1479 The Old Apple Tree
OTHER COLLECTIONS:
Randolph: III-569 Old Bumpy
Belden: p. 509 Old Grumbler
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