Mushrooms

Rising early out of bed across the fields I steered O
And I, a girl passed by, and a pretty fair maid she appeared O
Her head was bare, I do declare, she had neither a hat nor feather O
And she stooped so low, it gave me to know it was mushrooms she did gather O
O gather O
She stooped so low, it gave me to know it was mushrooms she did gather O
I said, «My dear, what do you here? Why are you up so early O?
I’ve seen you down on the dewy ground before the sun shone clearly O.»
Right modestly she answered me and she gave her head a fetch up
«I'm gathering mushrooms,» she said, «for to make my mammy ketchup O
O ketchup O
I’m gathering mushrooms," she said, «for to make my mammy ketchup O.»
Then her panting breast on mine she pressed, her heart beat like a feather O
And her lips on mine did gently join and we both sat down together O
She says, «My garter it just broke, pray won’t you tie it for me?»
And she drew her skirt above her knee and such a tieing of a garter you never
did see
Aye, you never did see
She drew her skirt above her knee and such a tieing of a garter you never did
see