1 |
There was a shepherd's daughter
Who kept sheep on yon hill;
There came a young man riding by,
Who swore he'd have his will. |
1b |
Fol lol lay
Fol lol di diddle lol di day |
2 |
He took her by the lilly-white hand
And by her silken sleeve, |
3 |
Or tell to me your name. |
4 |
'Oh, some they call me Jack, sweetheart,
And some they call me Will,
But when I ride the king's high-gate
My name is sweet William.' |
4.j |
But name, |