Title: The Clothier

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The Clothier 
The Clothier 
There was a fair damsel in Carlchester To me roddle ol a dock, to me roddle ol a day And there a clothier courted her To me roddle ol a dock, to me roddle ol a day For three month's space, both night and day To me roddle ol a dock, to me roddle ol a day And yet the damsel still said Nay To me roddle ol a dock, to me roddle ol a day 
It was at ten o'clock or more, She to a tanner went therefore, And there she borrowed an old cow-hide With crooked horns both large and wide. 
She to a lonesome field did stray. At length the clothier came that way, And at her he did surely scare, For he thought it was old Lucifer. 
With a hairy hide, horns on her head, And them three feet asunder spread, With that he saw a long, black tail. He strove to run, but his feet did fail. 
Then she with a glum and doleful note, She quickly seized him by the throat. She says: Young man, whether you will or no, Into my gloomy region go. 
Since you have left poor Kate, I hear, And wooed with a lawyer's daughter dear ; And if young Kate she doth complain, O soon you'll hear from me again. 
O master devil, spare me now, And I'll perform my former vow; I'll make young Kate my lawful bride. See that you do, the devil cried. 
When they had twelve months married been, She told it at her lying-in. 
Her husband laughed as well as they. Wasn't that a joyful marriage day ? 
From English Folk Songs in the Southern Appalachians, Sharp Collected from Mrs William Cullen Wooton, KY 1917 DT #452 Laws N22