Draw a pail of water
For my lady's daughter;
Her father's a king and her mother's a queen,
Her two little sisters are dressed in green,
Stamping grass and parsley,
Marigold-leaves and daises
One rush, two rush!
Pray thee, fine lady, come under my bush.
Draw a Pail of Water
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