Part 2 — No 90 THE BLACKBIRD IN THE BUSH

1 Three fair maidens a milking did go, Three maidens a milking did go, And the wind it did blow high, And the wind it did blow low, And it tossed their pails to and fro. 2 Then they met with a man they did know, O they met with a man they did know, And they said, Have you the skill, And they said, Have you the will, For to catch us a small bird or two? 3 Here's a health to the blackbird in the bush, Likewise to the merry wood-do'e (dove). If you'll go along with me Unto yonder flow'ring tree, I will catch you a small bird or two. 4 So they went till they stayèd at a bush, So they went till they stayèd at two. And the birds they flew about, Pretty birds flew in and out And he caught them by one and by two. 5 So my boys we will drink down the sun, So my boys we will drink down the moon! For we birds are of one feather, And we surely flock together, Let the people say little or none.