歌词
Rising early out of bed
Across the fields I steered O
When O and I a young woman I spied
A pretty fair maiden appeared O.
Her hair was fair I do declare
She had neither a hat nor a feather on
And she stood so low gave me to know
'Twas mushrooms she was gathering O.
"Where are you going?" says I "My dear,
Why are you up so early O?
I've seen you on the dewy grass
Before the sower early O"
Quite modestly she answered me
And she gave her head one fetch up
And she said, "I am gathering mushrooms for
To make my mammy ketchup O"
Her parting breast on mine she pressed
Her heart was like a feather O
Her lips on mine did gently join
And we both sat down together O.
Rising early out of bed
Across the fields I steered O
When O and I a young woman I spied
A pretty fair maiden appeared O.
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