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BLACKBERRY GROVE One Michaelmas morning I woke in a fright So I went to get up before it was light The morning being fine I thought I would roam So I took myself down by a blackberry grove To Moisten my mouth one or two of them took But to get up the others I wanted a hook As I was a-walking O there did I see A fair pretty maid milking under a tree I stepped up to her and made this reply One penn'orth o' milk for I'm very dry She says: My kind sir, just look all around Don't you see how my milk it lies spilled on the ground You see the black cow that's got a white tail She's kicked down my milk and has brinded my pail She's kicked down my milk which I have for to sell And what to do for it no means can I tell And then if perchance I do meet with a friend Who'll lend me a shilling, I'll pay him again I pulled out my shillings by one two and three And said: My dearjewel come hither to me And here are some shillings before we do part And in a short time you'll be my sweetheart I pulled out my shillings by one two and three And said: My dearjewel come hither to me @courtship Words and tune from Kennedy, Folksongs of Britain and Ireland filename[ BLKBERGR TUNE FILE: BLKBERGR CLICK TO PLAY RG, SOF apr96  8note Sheet |
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