Tekst Utworu

Heigh-ho, who is there? No one but me, my dear Please come, say, "How do?" The things I'll give to you I'll catch a rainbow from the sky Ooh, and tie the ends together Heigh-ho, I am here Am I not young and fair? Please come, say, "How do?" The things I'll show to you Could have had a wondrous sight Ooh, the midday sun at midnight Fair maid, white and red Comb you smooth and stroke your head How a maid can milk a bull Ooh, and every stroke a bucketful Heigh-ho, who is there? No one but me, my dear Please comе, say, "How do?" The things I'll show to you
Writer(s): Paul Giovanni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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