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Under Her
A pretty girl all in the month of May,
She's gathering rushes just at the of day,
But before she come home she had a little son,
And she him underneath her aperon.
Well, she on the threshold and she come in at the door,
And she folded in her that pretty babe she bore,
Says her father: "Where you been, my daughter Jane,
And that you got underneath your aperon ?"
"Father, dear father, it's nothing," then she,
"It's only my new gown and too long for me,
And I was it would draggle in the dew,
So I rolled it my aperon."
In the dead of the night all were fast asleep,
pretty little baby, oh, it begin to weep.
He says: "What little dicky bird is out so shrill
In the bedroom among the maidens?"
"O father, dear father, nothing then," says she.
"It's a sweet little dicky that fluttered to my knee,
And lay it to my breast and I'll build for it a nest,
So it don't too early in the May morning."
In the third part of the night, all were fast asleep,
This pretty baby, oh, it begin to weep.
"Oh, that baby that's crying out so clear
In the bedroom the pretty maidens?"
"O father, dear father, it's then" says she,
"It's just a pretty that someone give to me.
Let it lie, let it this night along o' me,
And l'll you its daddy in the May morning."
"Oh, was it by a man or was it by a brown,
Or was it by a a-ploughing up and down,
That you the stranger to wear with your new gown,
That you rolled up your aperon ?'
"lt's neither by a man, it's neither by a brown.
I got it from a sailor boy that the watery main.
lt was him give me the to wear with my new gown,
I rolled it underneath my aperon."
"Oh, was it in the kitchen got, or was it in the
Was it in the or up again the wall?
I wish I had a firebrand to burn the down
Where you met him on a May morning."
"It wasn't in the kitchen got, it in the hall.
It in the cow-shed nor up again the wall.
It was down by yonder spring where them birds do sing
I met him in the dew on a May morning."
From Folk in England, Lloyd
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