Unknown - Sailing In The Dew Makes The Milkmaid Fair Lyrics

Sailing in the Dew Makes the Milkmaid Fair

"Where are you going, my pretty little fair maid,
Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?"
"I'm going a-milking," so kind-like she answered him.
Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair

"What is your father, my pretty little fair maid,
Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?"
"My father's a farmer," so kind-like she answered him.
Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair

"What is your mother, my pretty little fair maid,
Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?"
"My mother's a weaver," so kind-like she answered him.
Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair

"What is your fortune, my pretty little fair maid,
Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair,"
"My face is ny fortune," so kind-like she answered him,
Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair

"Then l will not marry you, my pretty little fair maid, Red, rosy
cheeks and curly black hair." "Nobody cares, sir," so kind-like
she answered him. Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair

Note: usually, it's Dabbling in the Dew RG