Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk The Dawning of the Day (2) 
The Dawning of the Day (2) 
As I roved out one morning fair to the hills I made my way Where hills and valleys was deep with green and meadows fine and gay I was just returning from my work when carelessly I strayed When a maiden fair she passed me by at the dawning of the day. 
Where are you going my dear I said, where are you going so soon I am going a-milking sir, said she, all in the month of June And the pasture where my cattle feeds, it is so far away And I must be there each morning fair at the dawning of the day. 
You will be time enough my dear I said, if the distance is a mile For upon those little primrose banks we will both discourse a while Then lay off your freedom sir, said she, for I must be on my way For the time is come and I must run, it's the dawning of the day 
We both shook hands and parted and I skipped o'er the plain It was in the space of seven long months we both met there again She seemed to be in trouble as I passed on my way And carelessly I passed her by, at the dawning of the day 
Oh the tears rolled down her rosy cheeks and this to me did say Young man, I think it's time you should, you shall make me your bride And don't forget the promises and the vows to me you made And don't forget last time we met at the dawning of the day 
Oh I said my handsome fair maid, it's me you must excuse For to join in wedlock bands with you my dear I must refuse For I being lately married to a girl from Moultry Bay And with her I have five thousand pounds at the dawning of the day 
Oh the tears rolled down her rosy cheeks and this to me did say Young man you will no character gain be chance deluding me So folks here is a warning to all young maidens gay Don't never leave your friends at home at the dawning of the day 
Traditional From the singing of the Kenny Family from Kitchuses, NFLD TN apr97