Heigh ho
Who is there?
No one but me my dear.
Please come
Say how do the things I'll give to you?
A stroke as gentle as a feather
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends together
Heigh ho
I am here.
Am I not young and fair ?
Please come
Say how do the things I'll show to you?
Would you have a wond'rous sight?
The midday sun at midnight
Fair maid, white and red,
Comb you smooth and stroke your head
hmm
How a maid can milk a bull
And every stroke a bucketful
