Lyrics:

Heigh ho
Who is there?
No one but me my dear
Please come
Say how do the things I’ll give to you?
A stroke as gentle as a feather
I’ll catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends
Together
Heigh ho
I am here
Am I not young and fair?
Please come
Say how do the things I’ll show to you?
Would you have a wondrous sight?
The midday sun at midnight
Fair maid, white and red
Comb you smooth and stroke your head
How a maid can milk a bull
And every stroke a bucketful