Clear Away the Morning Dew



As I walked out one morning fair,

To see what I could shoot'

I there espied a pretty fair maid

Come a-tripping by the road.



cho: And sing, Hail the dewy morning'

Blow all the winds high-O.

Clear away the morning dew,

How sweet the winds do blow.



We both jogged on together

'Till we came to some pooks of hay.

She said' "Young man, there is a place,

Where you and I can lay.



I put me arms around her waist

And I tried to throw her down.

She said "Young man, the dewy grass

Will rumple my silk gown. "



"But if you come to me father 's house

There you can lay me down.

You can take away me maidenhead,

Likewise a thousand pounds."



So I took her to her father's house,

But there she locked me out.

She said' "Young man' I'm a maid within,

And you're a fool without! ''



So it's if you come to a pretty maid,

A mile outside of town,

Don't you take no heed of the dewy grass

Or the rumpling of her gown.



Recorded by Ian Robb, Hang the Piper (Folk Legacy)

He reports " the bulk of the text and the tune coming from 'This

Singing Island', MacColl and Seeger"



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See also MORNDEW

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