Heigh ho
Who is there?
No one but me my dear

Please come
Say how do
The things I'll show 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
The things I'll show to you

Would you have a wondrous sight
The midday sun at midnight

Fair maid, white and red
Comb you smooth and stroke your head
How a maid can milk a bull
And every stroke a bucketful