Three maidens a-milking did go $#119047; And the wind it did blow high and the wind it did blow low And it waved their petticoats to and fro
$#119046; They met with some young man they know $#119047; And they asked of him if he had any skill For to catch them a small bird or two
$#119046; Oh yes I've a very good skill $#119047; So it's come along with me to the yonder flowering tree And I'll catch you a small bird or two
$#119046; So away to the greenwoods went they $#119047; And he tapped at the bush and the bird it did fly in Just a little above her lily-white knee
Then her sparkling eyes they did turn round Just as if she had been in a swoon And she cried “Oh, I've a bird and a very pretty bird And he's pecking away at his own ground”
$#119046; Here's a health to the bird in the bush $#119047; And we'll drink down the moon, and we'll drink up the sun Let the neighbours say little or much