Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Ups And Downs, artist - Steeleye Span. Album song The Journey, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 23.05.2010
Record label: Park
Song language: English
The Ups And Downs |
As I was going to Aylesbury all on a market day |
A pretty little Aylesbury girl I met upon the way |
Her business was to market with butter, cheese and whey |
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
As we jogged on together my boys together side by side |
By chance this fair maid’s garter it came untied |
For fear that she might lose it I unto her did say |
Your garter’s come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
Your garter’s come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
As we rode on together my boys to the outskirts of the town |
At length this fair young damsel she stopped and looked around |
O since you’ve been so venturesome pray tie it up for me |
O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
And when we got to the apple grove the grass was growing high |
I laid this girl upon her back her garter for to tie |
While tying of her garter such sights I never did see |
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
O since you’ve had your will of me come tell to me your name |
Likewise your occupation and where and whence you came |
Ma name is Mickey the drover boy from Dublin town come I |
And I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
And I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
And when she got to Aylesbury her butter was not sold |
And the losing of her maidenhead it made her blood run cold |
He’s gone, he’s gone, he’s gone, she said, he’s not the lad for me |
For he lives at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day |
For he lives at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day |