Oh, as I roved out one moonlight night,
The stars were shining and all things bright.
I spied a pretty maid by the light of the moon,
And under her apron she carried a loom.
cho: To me right whack fal the doo-a di-do-day,
Right whack fal the doo-a di-do-day,
Too-ra loo-ra loo-ra lay,
To me right whack fal the doo-a di-do-day.
She says,"Young man, what trade do you bear ?"
Says I, "I'm a weaver, I do declare.
I am a weaver, brisk and free.'
"Would you weave upon my loom, kind sir ?" said she.
There was Nancy Right and Nancy Rill:
For them I wove the Diamond Twill;
Nancy Blue and Nancy Brown:
For them I wove the Rose and the Crown.
So I laid her down upon the grass,
I braced her loom both tight and fast,
And for to finish it with a joke,
I topped it off with double stroke.
Note: The Diamond Twill and the Rose and Crown were traditional
hand-loom weaving patterns. RG
From the Penguin Book of Canada Folk Songs, Fowke