Folk Roots

from [http://mainlynorfolk.info/folk/] Hares on the Mountain Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing, Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing, She smiled and replied, you don't know what you're missing. Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you

One morning one morning one morning in May I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen All dressed in white linen Cold as the clay. When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale. Right out of an ale

One evening as I rambled among the leaves so green I overheard a young woman converse with Reynardine. Her hair was black, her eyes were blue, her lips as red as wine And he smiled to gaze upon her did this sly bold Reynardine. He said, "If by chance

Oh love is teasing and love is pleasing And love's a treasure when first it's new But as love grows older at length (it) grows colder And fades away like the morning dew I left my mother and I left my father I left my brothers and my sisters too I le

Joseph was an old man, and an old man was he When he met Virgin Mary, the queen of Galilee As Mary and Joseph were walking one day To an orchard of cherry trees they chanced for to stay Then Mary said to Joseph, so meek and so mild "Pick me some cher