Heigh ho!
Who is there?
No one but me, my dear.
Please come say, how do?
All the things I'll give to you.
A stroke as gentle as a feather
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky
and tie the ends together.

Heigh ho!
I am here.
Am I not young and fair?
Please come say, how do?
All the things I'll show to you.
Would you have a wond'rous sight?
The midday sun at midnight.

Heigh ho!
Who is there?
No one but me, my dear.
Fair maid, white and red,
Comb you smooth and stroke your head.

How a maid can milk a bull!
And every stroke a bucketful.

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