The Bird In the Bush

Three maidens a-walking did go

And the wind it blew high and the wind it did blow low

It tossed their petticoats to and fro

They met with a young man they knew

And they asked of him if he had any skill

To catch them a small bird or two

Oh Yes I've a very fine skill

And if you'll come along with me to yon flowering are

I might catch you a small bird or two

So along to the greenwoods they went

And the bird it flew in and the bird it flew out

Just a above her snow-white knee

Here's a health to the bird in the bush

And we'll drink up the sun, and drink down the moon

Let the people say little or much