Patter Of Der Shingles - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
PATTER OF DER SHINGLES A Comic Recitation-Recited by Gus Williams. 
Vhen der angry passion gaddering in my mudders face I see, I'nd she leadc me in der pedroom, shendly lays me on her knee. Den I know dot I vill catch it, und my flesh in fancy itches As I lisden for der patter of der shingle on my breeches. 
Efery tingle of der shingle has an echo and a sliding, I'nd a dousand burning fancies indo active being spring, I'nd a dousand bees und horneds 'nead my coad-dill seem to scwarm, As I feel der patter of der shingle, oh, zo varm. 
In a shplutter comes mine fadder-vhom I subbosed had gone-Do survey de skiduvation, und dell her to lay it on, Sk> see her bending o'er me as I lisden do der strain IHayed by her and by der shingle in a vild und veird refrain. 
In a sudden intdermission, vich appears my only schance, I say, 'Shtrike shendly, mudder, or you'll shplitt mine Sunday bants:" She shtops a moment, draws her breath, der shingle holds aloft, U'nd says, " I had nod dought of dot-mine son, shust dake dem off." 
Oh, lofing, tender mercy, cast dhy pitying glances down, I'nd dhou, oh, vamily docdor, pud a good, soft bouldice on : I'nd may I mit vools und dunces afderward gommingle If I effer say anudder vord ven my madder vields der shingle.