A-Creepin' and a-Crawlin'
Last Saturday night young Nancy laid sleeping (2x, throughout) And into her bedroom young Johnny went a-creeping With his long fol-the-riddle-i-do right down to his knee He said: Lovely Nancy, may I come to bed to you? She smiled and replied: John, I'm afraid you'll undo me With your... His small clothes fell from him and into bed tumbled She laughed in his face when his breeches he fumbled With his... My breeches fit tight, love, I cannot undo them She smiled and replied: John, you must take a knife to them With your... My knife will not cut, love, it ain't worth a cinder She smiled and replied: John, there's two on the window With your... He picked up the knife and he unrest his breeches The knife it was sharp and it cut through the stitches With his... All the night long how they rolled and they tumbled Before daylight i' the morning Nancy's nightgown he crumpled With his... Now nine months being past, it fell on a Sunday A child it was born with a knife-mark in the window With a long fol-the-riddle-i-do right down to his knee see Knife in the Window, Sally My Dear, The Tinker (from Peter Kennedy: Folksongs of Britain & Ireland. Sung by Harry Cox, Catfield, Norfolk, 1953).
A-Creepin' and a-Crawlin' - Traditional Folk Song MIDI Download
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