Where are You Going, My Pretty Maid?

"Where are you going, my pretty maid?
Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going a-milking, Sir," she said,
"Sir," she said, "Sir," she said,
"I'm going a-milking, Sir," she said.





"Shall I go with you, my pretty maid?
Shall I go with you, my pretty maid?"
"You're kindly welcome, Sir," she said,
"Sir," she said, "Sir," she said,
"You're kindly welcome, Sir," she said.

"What is your father, my pretty maid?
What is your father, my pretty maid?"
"My father's a farmer, Sir," she said.
"Sir," she said, "Sir," she said,
"My father's a farmer, Sir," she said.

"What is your fortune, my pretty maid?
What is your fortune, my pretty maid?"
"My face is my fortune, Sir," she said,
"Sir," she said, "Sir," she said,
"My face is my fortune, Sir," she said.

"Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid.
Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid."
"Nobody asked you, Sir," she said,
"Sir," she said, "Sir," she said,
"Nobody asked you, Sir," she said.

Midi: My Pretty Maid




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