Whummil Bore
Traditional
Seven long years have I served the king
Long and lonely
Though I ne'er got sight of his daughter, but once
Lovely one and only...
I saw her through a whummil bore
Long and lonely
Though I ne'er got sight of her no more
Lovely one and only...
Two were putting on her gown
Long and lonely
And ten were stitching pins therein
Lovely one and only...
Two were fitting her shoes so neat
Long and lonely
And two were buckling them so sweet
Lovely one and only...
Five were combing down her hair
Long and lonely
But I ne'er got sight of her no more
Lovely one and only...
Her neck and breast were like the snow
Long and lonely
But then from the bore, I was forced to go
Lovely one and only...
Lovely one and only...
Lovely one and only...