My Pretty Maid
Where are you going to, my pretty maid?
I’m going a milking, Sir, she said,
Sir, she said, Sir, she said,
I’m going a milking, Sir, she said,
Shall I go with you, my pretty maid?
Yes, if you please, kind sir, she said,
Sir, she said, Sir, she said,
Yes if you please, kind sir, she said.
What is your fortune, my pretty maid?
My face is my fortune, sir she said.
Sir, she said, Sir, she said,
My face is my fortune, sir, she said.
Then I can’t marry you my pretty maid!
And nobody asked you sir! she said,
Sir, she said, Sir, she said,
And nobody asked you sir! she said. |