Who are you, my pretty fair maid, Who are you, me honey? And who are you, my pretty fair maid, And who are you, me honey? She answered me quite modestly, I am me mother's darling With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh And will you come to me mother's house, When the moon is shining clearly? And will you come to me mother's house When the moon is shining clearly? I'll open the door and I'll let you in And divil 'o one will hear us With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse, To eat it if he's able" With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Saying "There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy, To drink if he is able" With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy The I got up and I laid her down Saying "Lassie, are you able? " With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh And there we lay till the break of day Divil the one did hear us And there we lay till the break of day And divil the one did hear us Then I arose and put on me clothes Saying "Lassie, I must leave you" With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh And when will you return again When will we get married? And when will you return again When will we get married? When broken shells make Christmas bells We might then get married With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
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