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Title
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Three maidens a-milking would go
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Singer
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Dawes, Eli
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Three maidens a-milking would go,
Three maidens a-milking would go,
The wind it blew high, the wind it blew low,
It tossed their milking pails to and fro.
Verse 2
They met with a man that they knew,
They met with a man that they knew,
They boldly asked him if he any skill,
That would catch a small bird or two.
Verse 3
'Oh yes! I've a very good skill,
Oh yes! I've a very good skill,
If you'll go with me to yonder green grove,
I will catch you a small bird or two.'
Verse 4
They courted all day in the shade,
They courted all day in the shade,
But no small birds they caught, for love was their thought,
And they cared not for milking their cow.
Verse 5
Here's a health to the bird in the bush,
Let him be a blackbird or thrush!
For birds of a feather will all flock together,
Though the people say little or much.
