Oh, where are you going to, my pretty little dear With your red rosie cheeks and your "I'm going a milking, kind sir" she answered me jeoch !?cspdooi "For it's dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair" Suppose I were to buy you, my pretty little dear, A green silken gown and a ruby for your ear "Oh no, kind sir, with that I don't agree For it's dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair" Suppose I were to buy you, my pretty little dear, Lalalalala and a curly black hair "Oh no, kind sir, with that I don't agree For it's dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair" Suppose I were to wet you, my pretty little dear, With your red rosie cheeks and your coal black hair "Oh, then I'd be a wag, kind sir", she answered me jeoch !?cspdooi "And it's dabbling in the dew that makes the milkmaids fair" Isobel Campbell Dabbling In The Dew songtext Suchen mit Google Isobel Campbell Dabbling In The Dew liedtext Finden Sie mit Yahoo Isobel Campbell Dabbling In The Dew songtext | | |