Willow Waly!

HE. PRITHEE, pretty maiden—prithee, tell me true (Hey, but I’m doleful, willow, willow waly!) Have you e’er a lover a-dangling after you? Hey, willow waly O! I would fain discover If you have a lover? Hey, willow waly O!

SHE. Gentle sir, my heart is frolicsome and free— (Hey, but he’s doleful, willow, willow waly!) Nobody I care for comes a-courting me— Hey, willow waly O! Nobody I care for Comes a-courting—therefore, Hey, willow waly O!

HE. Prithee, pretty maiden, will you marry me? (Hey, but I’m hopeful, willow, willow waly!) I may say, at once, I’m a man of propertee— Hey, willow waly O! Money, I despise it, But many people prize it, Hey, willow waly O!

SHE. Gentle sir, although to marry I design— (Hey, but he’s hopeful, willow, willow waly!) As yet I do not know you, and so I must decline. Hey, willow waly O! To other maidens go you— As yet I do not know you, Hey, willow waly O!