There was a shepherd and he did keep sheep upon the hill
And he would go each May morning all for to drink his fill.
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
So he walked out upon one day, and leant upon his crook
And there he spied a pretty maid a washing at the brook.
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
And then they went along the road 'til they came into the inn.
And ready was the waiting maid to let the lady in.
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
So she jumped off her milk white steed, and stepped into the inn,
Crying you were just a rake without, and I'm a maid within
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
You may pull off your shoes and hoes and let your feet go bare.
But if you meet a pretty girl, you touch her if you dare
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
I won't pull off my shoes or hoes, or let my feet go bare
And if I meet with you again, be hanged if I despair
And it's blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.
Blow the windy morning. Blow the winds high-o.
Clear away the morning dew, and sweet the winds shall blow.