The Ride in the Creel (2) Young girl goes down to the market, Fresh fish for to buy, Her young squire he followed her down, That he might with her be nigh, rigadoo Toll-low lay rigadoo. "How can I get in your chamber, love, "Tell me how can I get into bed, "When your father he locks the door at night, "The keys lie under his head, rigadoo," Toll-low lay rigadoo. Toll-loll lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. "Oh, get you a ladder that is thirty foot, That's thirty foot and three, "And you'll climb up to the chimney top, "And down in the creel to me, rigadoo," Toll-low lay rigadoo. Now this young fellow, he had two brothers, Brothers bold were they, And the three of them got them a long long ladder It was thirty foot and three, rigadoo, Toll-low lay rigadoo. Yes they got them a ladder was thirty foot, It was thirty foot and three, And the three of them climbed to the chimney top, And down in the creel came he, rigadoo! Toll-loll lay rigadoo. Toll-loll lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. Now the old couple woke in the middle of the night, Was it something that was said? "Oh I swear to my life", says the old old wife, "There's a man in my daughter's bed, rigadoo!" Toll-loll lay rigadoo. So the old fellow rose in the middle of the night, For to see if it was true, And she grabbed her darling round his neck, And under the cover he flew, rigadoo, Toll-low lay rigadoo. "Oh what do you do, my daughter dear, "Oh daughter, tell me do?" "Oh I'm here with a Bible in my hand, "I'm praying for just you two, rigadoo!" Toll-low lay rigadoo. Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. No sleep, no sleep could the old couple get For the thoughts that ran in their heads, "Oh I swear to my life", says the old old wife, "There's a man in my daughter's bed, rigadoo!" Toll-low lay rigadoo. "Oh get up, get up, you silly old fool, "Go and see if it be true." "You're a fool, yourself, you can get up, yourself, "And the devil may go with you, rigadoo!" Toll-low lay rigadoo. Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. So the two of them rose in the middle of the night, And up to the roof went they, But they tripped up on the chimney pot, And into the creel fell they, rigadoo! Toll-loll lay rigadoo. Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. Now the boys they were up at the chimney top, And thought the creel was full, So they put their shoulders to the rope, And up the creel they drew! Toll-loll lay rigadoo. Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. "Oh help, help, husband dear, "Oh, husband, help me do! "For the devil that you have wished me to, "I fear he's got me now, rigadoo!" Toll-low lay rigadoo. And then they rocked them up and they rocked them down, They give them the good down-haul, Till every bone in their two sides Went tolly-rigadoo down the hall, rigadoo! Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. Oh the broom, the bonny broom, And may the broom do well, And may every old couple who do do so, Go rocking the creel to hell, rigadoo! Toll-low lay rigadoo. Toll-low lay rigadoo-a-diddle-day tolly-rigadoo, te-down-day. Child #281 Recorded by Martin Carthy, Skin & Bone WOOF
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