AS I WALKED OUT
(learned from Tom Glazer record)
As I walked out one morning in May
just as the sun was dawning,
A pretty fair miss I chanced to meet,
So early in the morning,
So early in the morning.
Where are you going, my pretty fair miss?
Where are you going, my honey?
She answered me with a tee-hee-hee,
I'm looking for my mummy,
I'm looking for my mummy.
How old are you, my pretty fair miss,
How old are you, my honey?
She answered me with a tee-hee-hee,
I'll be sixteen come Sunday,
I'll be sixteen come Sunday.
And if I come to your mummy's house,
When the moon shines bright and clearly,
Will you arise and let me in,
If your mummy does not hear me,
If your mummy does not hear me.
I went to her house that very same night,
When the moon shone bright and clearly,
She came to the door and let me in,
But her mummy she did hear me,
But her mummy she did hear me.
She took her by the hair of her head,
And to her knees she brought her
And with the aid of a hickory stick
She tamed her wilful daughter,
She tamed her wilful daughter.
So fare thee well, my pretty fair miss,
Fare thee well, my honey.
It's the last I want to see of you
'Cause you've got the durndest mummy,
'Cause you've got the durndest mummy!
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)