Hey. ooh, who is there?
No one but me my dear [bad word]  say how do
The things I'll give to you
stroke as gentle as a feather
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends together

Hey, ooh, I am here
I not young and fair? [bad word]  say how do
The things that I'll show to you
Would you have a wondrous sight?
The midday sun, at midnight

Fair maid white and [bad word] you smooth and stroke your head
Mmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmm
How a maid can milk a bull,
And every stroke a bucketful.