There was an old woman as I have heard tell



There was an old woman as I have heard tell




There was an old woman, as I’ve heard tell,

She went to market her eggs to sell;

She went to market all on market-day,

And she fell asleep on the King’s highway.

There came by a pedlar whose name was Stout,

He cut her petticoats all round about;

He cut her petticoats up to the knees,

Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze.

When the little old woman first did wake,

She began to shiver and she began to shake;

She began to wonder and she began to cry,

Lord a mercy on me, this can’t be I!

But if I be I, as I hope it be,

I’ve a little dog at home, and he’ll know me;

If it be I, he’ll wag his little tail,

And if it be not I, he’ll bark and wail.

Home went the little woman all in the dark;

Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;

He began to bark, so she began to cry,

Lord a mercy on me, t’is none of I!




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