The Pretty Maid Milkin' her Cow
It was early one fine summer's mornin'
When the birds sat and sung odden each bough,
I heard a young damsel thus singin',
Thedden as she sat milkin' her cow.
She sang with a voice so melodious,
Which made me scarce able to go,
For my heart it was smother'd with sorrow,
By the pretty maid milkin' her cow.
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