In the dark hour late at night
 Who should I meet but a fair young maiden
 Washing her clothes by the broad moon light

 Madam I?m a darling a-di-ro-didero
 Madam I?m a darling a-di-ro-dee

 First she washed them then she squeezed them
 Then she hung them up to dry
 Then she folded up her arms
 Saying what a nice young girl am I

 Going to the well for a pail of water
 Bringing it home for to make the tea
 She fell over I fell under
 All the game was above the knee

 Madam I will tie your garter
 I?ll tie it above the knee
 If you like I?ll tie it up farther
 Madam I?m a darling a di-ro-dee

 Madam you have gold and silver
 Madam, you have tracks of land
 Madam you ships on the ocean
 All you need is a nice young man