Julie, Julie!  Do you like him?

 [Shirley]
 I don't know.

 [Barbara]
 Did you like it when he talked to you today,
 When he put you on the carousel that way, mm mm mm
 Did you like that?

 [Shirley]
 I'd rather not say.

 [Barbara]
 You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,
 You were quieter and deeper than a well
 An' ye never tell me nuthin'!

 [Shirley]
 There's nuthin' that I keer to choose to tell.

 [Barbara]
 You been acting most peculiar,
 Every morning you're awake ahead of me,
 Always settin' by the winder.

 [Shirley]
 I like to watch the river meet the sea.

 [Barbara]
 When we work in the mill, weavin' at the loom
 You gaze absent-minded at the roof
 And half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads,
 'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof.

 [Shirley]
 'Taint so.

 [Barbara]
 You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,
 You won't ever tell a body what you think.
 You're as tight-lipped as an oyster,
 And as silent as an old Sahara spink