Clear Away the Morning Dew As I walked out one morning fair, To see what I could shoot, I there espied a pretty fair maid Come a-tripping by the road. cho: And sing, Hail the dewy morning' Blow all the winds high-O. Clear away the morning dew, How sweet the winds do blow. We both jogged on together 'Till we came to some pooks of hay. She said' "Young man, there is a place, Where you and I can lay. I put me arms around her waist And I tried to throw her down. She said "Young man, the dewy grass Will rumple my silk gown. " "But if you come to me father 's house There you can lay me down. You can take away me maidenhead, Likewise a thousand pounds." So I took her to her father's house, But there she locked me out. She said' "Young man, I'm a maid within, And you're a fool without! " So it's if you come to a pretty maid, A mile outside of town, Don't you take no heed of the dewy grass Or the rumpling of her gown. Child #112 Recorded by Ian Robb, Hang the Piper (Folk Legacy) He reports " the bulk of the text and the tune coming from 'This Singing Island', MacColl and Seeger" See also Blow Away the Morning Dew RG
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