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For I will not go into your bed,
Till you dress me dishes three.
Dishes three you must dress to me,
If I should eat them a’.
Before I ly into your bed,
Either at stock or wa’.
O I must have to my supper,
A cherry without a stone,
And I must have to my supper,
A chicken without a bone;
And I must have to my supper,
A bird without a ga’.
Before I ly into your bed,
Either at stock or wa.’
When the cherry is in the bloom,
I am sure it hath no stone,
And when the chicken’s in it’s shell,
I am sure it hath no bone:
The dove it is a gentle bird,
It flies without a ga.’
And we both shall ly in ae bed,
And thou’s ly next the wa.’
Hold away from me, kind sir,
I pray you give me o’er
For I will not go to your bed,
