The Stone

Rising early out of bed
Across the fields I steered O
When O and I a woman I spied
And a pretty fair maid appeared O
Her head was bare I do declare
She had neither hat nor feather on
And she stooped so low gave me to know
It was mushrooms she was gathering O
O gathering O, and she stooped so low gave me to know
It was mushrooms she was gathering O
Where are you going says I my dear
Why are you up so early O
I’ve seen you on the dewy grass
Before the sower Ferdio
Quite modestly she answered me
And she gave her head one fetch up
And she said I am gathering mushrooms
To make my Mammy ketchup O
O ketchup O, and she said I am gathering mushroom
To make my Mammy ketchup O
Her parting breast on mine she pressed
Her heart was like a feather O
And her lips on mine do gentle join
And we both sat down together O
Together O, and her lips on mine do gentle join
And we both sat down together O