Hurrah, Lie!

Seed a flea heave a tree,
Hurrah, Lie!
Seed a flea heave a tree,
Well done, fool!
Seed a flea heave a tree,
Forty miles in the sea;
Yore an' ole blind drunkard
an' I'm a jolly fool!

Seed th' wood cut the axe,
Seed the chickens chewin' wax.

Seed an eel eat a seal,
Seed an apple with nary a peel.

Seed a hant climb the stairs,
Seed the badman sayin' his prayers.
Seed a rat ketch a cat
Ef you can tell a yarn that's bigger'n that,

From Ethel Park Richardson's book American Mountain Songs (1927)
this is one of the few American versions of Martin Said to His Man
I've ever encountered. RG
see also Who's the Fool Now or Martin Said to His Man
RG