| 1 |
O was it eke a pheasant cock,
Or eke a pheasant hen,
Or was it the bodye of a fair ladye,
Come swimming down the stream? |
| 2 |
O it was not a pheasant cock,
Nor eke a pheasant hen,
But it was the bodye of a fair ladye
Came swimming down the stream.
* * * * * |
| 3 |
And what did he do with her fair bodye?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made it a case for his melodye.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 4 |
And what did he do with her legs so strong?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made them a stand for his violon.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 5 |
And what did he do with her hair so fine?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made of it strings for his violine.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 6 |
And what did he do with her arms so long?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made them bows for his violon.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 7 |
And what did he do with her nose so thin?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made it a bridge for his violin.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 8 |
And what did he do with her eyes so bright?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made them spectacles to put to his sight.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
| 9 |
And what did he do with her petty toes?
Fal the lal the lal laral lody
He made them a nosegay to put to his nose.
Fal the lal the lal laral lody |
