Rasputina
Wicked Dickie
If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed
He was an old man and he had but one cow
He ran for his life just to get to his cow

Oh, oh wicked
Wicked Dickie done died
Oh, oh wicked Dickie done died

If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
He was an old man and he had but one cow
He ran for his life just to get to his cow
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed

When the old man heard that his cow she was dead
Over hedges and ditches and fields you see he had fled
And he ran for his life just to get to his own
Over hedges and ditches and fields that were mown

Now I sit down and eat my dried meal
But I have no milk what to put in my pail

Now old wicked Dickie is dead
Now I have no butter to sop with my bread
Oh, oh wicked
Oh, oh wicked Dickie done died
Wicked Dickie done died

If you mourn for Dickie, I'll tell you right now
He was an old man and he had but one cow
Over hedges and ditches and fields he had plowed
He ran for his life just to get to his cow