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Underneath Her Apron - Steeleye Span
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Underneath Her Apron Steeleye Span

Underneath Her Apron - Steeleye Span
Traditional

A pretty young girl all in the month of May
A gathering rushes just at the break of day
But before she's come home she has bore a little son
And she rolled him underneath her aperon
Well, she cried on the threshold and she come in at the door
And she folded in her aperon that pretty babe she bore
Says her father: "Where you been, my pretty daughter Jane
And what's that you got underneath your aperon ?"

"Father, dear father, it's nothing," then says she
"It's only my new gown and that's too long for me
And I was afraid it would draggle in the dew
So I rolled it underneath my aperon."

In the dead of the night when all were fast asleep
This pretty little baby, oh, it began to weep
"O what's that little babe that is crying out so shrill
In the bedroom among the pretty maidens?"

"O father, dear father, it's nothing then," said she
"It's just a little bird that my sister gave to me
And build for it a nest and I'll warm it on my breast
So it don't wake you early in the May morning."
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