I used to have an old cassette tape of it. It was sort of a sing-song tale, I’ll write down what I remember (pretty much all of it) and freepmail it to you.
I’ll love that.
One of my favorite memories of childhood was that my whole family sang all the time. Nana would sing old dancehall songs and cry as she ironed. Grandfather would sing the songs he learned as a boy in Texas - Turkey in the Straw; Camptown Races. Mother would sing lullabies and songs with my name in them.