How Do

Heigh ho—who is this?

No one but me, my dear

Please, come, say, "How do?"

The things I'll give to you

A stroke as gentle as a feather

Heigh ho—I am here

Am I not young and fair?

Please, come, say, "How do?"

The things I'll show to you

Would you have a wond'rous sight

The midday sun at midnight?

Fair maid, white and red

Comb you smooth and stroke your head