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The Foggy Dew
(adapted from the Ewan MacColl version)
When I was a bachelor airy and young
I followed the roving trade
And the only thing that I done that was wrong
Was to court a servant maid
I courted her all the summer time
And part of the winter too
And many’s the time she rolled in my arms
For fear of the foggy dew dew dew
For fear of the foggy dew
Now as I lay on my bed one night
A-taking my pleasant sleep
This pretty young girl came to my bedside
And bitterly she did weep
She tore her hair she rung her hands
Crying oh what shall I do
This night I'm resolved to lie with you
For fear of the foggy dew
Now all the fore part of that night
Oh we did sport and play
And on the latter part of the night
She rolled in my arms till day
And when the daylight did appear
She cried O I am undone
But hold your tongue you foolish young maid
For the foggy dew has gone
I loved that maid with all my heart
As dear as I love my life
But in the latter part of that year
She become another man’s wife
I never told him what she done
Nor damn me if I do
But every time she winks and smiles
I think of the foggy dew