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

Words and tune from Kennedy, Folksongs of Britain and Ireland
RG, SOF
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