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Keach on the Creel A fair young maid went up the street Some white fish for to buy And a bonnie clerk's fallen in love with her And he's followed her by and by Rickity too dum da Too dum da Rickity too dum da O where live you my bonny lass I pray you tell me true And though the night be ne'er so dark I will come and visit you My father locks the door at night My mother keeps the key And though you were ne'er such a roving blade You canna win in to me But the clerk he had a young brother And a wily wight was he And he has made a long ladder With thirty steps and three. He has made a cleek but and a creel And the creel he's put on a pin And he's away to the chimbley top And he's letten the bonny clerk in Now the old wife couldna sleep that night Though late late was the hour I'll lay my life, says the silly old wife There's a man in our daughter's bower The old man he got out of bed To see if the thing was true But she's taken the bonny clerk in her arms And covered him with the blue O what are you doing my daughter dear What are you doing my doo? I'm praying on my prayer book For my silly old mammy and you. Pray on pray on my ae daughter And see that you do it right For if ever a woman went out of her reason Your mother'll go this night The de'il take you you silly old wife An ill death may you die She has the good book in her arms And she's praying for you and me The old wife still lay waking yet Then something more was said I'll lay my life says the silly old wife There's a man in our daughter's bed Rise up again my old goodman And see if this be true If you're wanting rising, rise yourself For I wish the old chiel had you Then up she rose and down she goes And into the creel she flew And the clerk's brother at the chimbley top He found the creel was fu' He's hauled her up he's hauled her down He's gi'en her a right down-fall Till every rib in the old wife's side Played nick-nack on the wall O help me now my old goodman O help me now my doo For him that you wished me with this night I think he's gotten me now Gin Old Nick has catched you now I wish he may hold you fast For atween you and your ae daughter I never get any rest O hey the blue the bonny blue And I wish it may do well And every old wife that wakes at night I wish her a keach in a creel Child #281 From Seeds of Love, Sedley. Note: the story dates back to European folk tales of the 14th century. RG, SOF
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