isobel campbell - dabbling in the dew lyrics
oh, where are you going to, my pretty little dear
with your red rosie cheeks and your
“i’m going a milking, kind sir” she answered me
“for it’s dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair”
suppose i were to buy you, my pretty little dear,
a green silken gown and a ruby for your ear
“oh no, kind sir, with that i don’t agree
for it’s dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair”
suppose i were to buy you, my pretty little dear,
lalalalala and a curly black hair
“oh no, kind sir, with that i don’t agree
for it’s dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair”
suppose i were to wet you, my pretty little dear,
with your red rosie cheeks and your coal black hair
“oh, then i’d be a wag, kind sir”, she answered me
“and it’s dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair”
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