"Bonny Blue Handkerchief" गीत

As I was walking one morning in May,
A bonny young lass came tripping that way,
Her cheeks red as roses, so cheerfully did sing,
With a bonny blue handkerchief tied under her chin.

Where so fast said I and got round the waist,
I am going to my work said she, in great haste,
For to work in yon factory where cotton I spin,
With my bonny blue handkerchief tied under my chin,

But why wear you that handkerchief tied round your head?
It's my country fashion kind sir, she said,
And you know that the fashion I like to be in,
With my bonny blue handkerchief tied under my chin.

But why wear you that colour that grows in the vale ?
Because its true blue sir and that never doth fail,
Like a sailor's blue jacket that fights for his king,
Is my bonny blue handkerchief tied under my chin.

Then to kiss her sweet lips I was going to begin,
O ! stop sir, she said, while I tell you one thing,
He that kisses these lips must first shew a gold ring,
To this bonny blue handkerchief under my chin.

With gold and with silver I tried all in vain,
She smil'd in my face with a scornful disdain,
Saying it is not your gold sir, that one kiss will win,
For this bonny blue handkerchief tied under my chin,.

This bonny blue handkerchief my love he gave me,
He told me the colour was ne'er false to be,
And to him I'll prove true as the colour that's in,
His dear bonny blue handkerchief tied under my chin,

When he heard her so loyal he could not forbear,
He flew to her arms and he called her his dear,
Saying my dearest jewel here is the ring,
To that bonny blue handkerchief that's under your chin.

To church then they went, and were married with speed,
Now this loving couple live happy indeed,
When their days work is over so cheer'ly they sing,
On that bonny blue handkerchief tied under her chin.