Willow Waly

W. S. Gilbert (1836–1911)

He.PRITHEE, pretty maiden—prithee, tell me true(Hey, but I'm doleful, willow, willow waly!)Have you e'er a lover a-dangling after you?Hey, willow waly O!I fain would discoverIf you have a lover?Hey, willow waly O!

She.Gentle sir, my heart is frolicsome and free—(Hey, but he's doleful, willow, willow waly!)Nobody I care for comes a-courting me—Hey, willow waly O!Nobody I care forComes a-courting—therefore,Hey, willow waly O!

He.Prithee, pretty maiden, will you marry me?(Hey, but I'm hopeful, willow, willow waly!)I may say, at once, I'm a man of propertee—Hey, willow waly O!Money, I despise it,But many people prize it,Hey, willow waly O!

She.Gentle sir, although to marry I design—(Hey, but he's hopeful, willow, willow waly!)As yet I do not know you, and so I must decline.Hey, willow waly O!To other maidens go you—As yet I do not know you,Hey, willow waly O!