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Book TitleAuthorDateNotes
Song TitleMilking pail
Roud No.114
Collected FromMorgan, Daniel
LocationBraydon
CountyWiltshire
Collected ByWilliams, Alfred
Alternative TitleOur Goodman
Tune
Date
Source PrimaryWSRO: 2598/36 Packet 4 - Wiltshire: Williams, A: MS collection No Wt 324
Source SecondaryUnpublished
Recording
 
Song Lyrics
Verse 1

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the stable, and a strange horse there did see;
'Whose horse is this? Whose horse is this? Or whose horse can it be?'
'Surely that's a milking cow my mother sent to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But a saddle on a milking cow, I never saw before.'

Verse 2

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the kitchen, and a strange hat there did see;
'Whose hat is this? Whose hat is this? Or whose hat can it be?'
'Surely that's a milking pail my mother sent to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But a brims upon a milking pail, I never saw before.'

Verse 3

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the kitchen, and a strange coat there did see;
'Whose coat is this? Whose coat is this? Or whose coat can it be?'
'Surely that is a blanket my mother sent to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But a buttons on a blanket, I never saw before.'

Verse 4

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the kitchen, and strange boots there did see;
'Whose boots are these? Whose boots are these? Or whose boots can they be?'
'Surely they are two flowers pots mother send to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But a saddle on a milking cow, I never saw before.'

Verse 5

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the kitchen, and a strange whip there did see;
'Whose whip is this? Whose whip is this? Or whose whip can it be?'
'Surely that is a poker my mother sent to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But a lash upon a poker, I never saw before.'

Verse 6

My husband he came late one night, home late, home late to me,
He looked into the chamber, and a strange face there did see;
'Whose face is this? Whose face is this? Or whose face can it be?'
'Surely it is a new born baby my mother sent to me.'
'It's many a mile I've travelled, then thousand miles or more,
But whiskers on a newborn babe, I never saw before.'
 
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Notes
Alfred Williams - 'This version of the above was the most widely disseminated. The words of this I first obtained of Daniel Morgan, Braydon, Wiltshire.'

Transcribed and edited by Chris Wildridge, 2007.

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