Barbara]

Julie, Julie! Do you like him?



[Shirley]

I don't know.



[Barbara]

Did you like it when he talked to you today,

When he put you on the carousel that way, mm mm mm

Did you like that?



[Shirley]

I'd rather not say.



[Barbara]

You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,

You were quieter and deeper than a well

An' ye never tell me nuthin'!



[Shirley]

There's nuthin' that I keer to choose to tell.



[Barbara]

You been acting most peculiar,

Every morning you're awake ahead of me,

Always settin' by the winder.



[Shirley]

I like to watch the river meet the sea.



[Barbara]

When we work in the mill, weavin' at the loom

You gaze absent-minded at the roof

And half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads,

'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof.



[Shirley]

'Taint so.



[Barbara]

You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,

You won't ever tell a body what you think.

You're as tight-lipped as an oyster,

And as silent as an old Sahara spink