If Pretty Maidens Could Sing Like Blackbirds and Thrushes


Verse 1

If pretty maids could sing like blackbirds and thrushes,
Oh, then the young men would soon beat the bushes.


Sing fol the riddle rol,
Right fol the day.

Verse 2

If pretty maids could swim like ducks on the water,
Oh, then young men would soon paddle after.


Verse 3

If pretty maids could run like deer on the mountain,
Oh, then young men would soon go a-hunting.