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Another one from Dad's blog (afolksongaweek.wordpress.com/2011/10/23/week-9-the-little-ball-of-yarn/). I got the words from The New Penguin Book of English Folk Songs. It's Irish.


It was on a summer's day in the merry month of May
I was strolling round my grandfather's farm
When a country maid I spied and unto her I cried
'May I wind up your little ball of yarn?'

'Oh no, kind sir,' said she, 'you're a stranger unto me
And you may love another so be true.'
I said, 'My little miss, you're the one I want to kiss
And to wind up your little ball of yarn.'

So I took the country maid and I laid her in the shade
Not intending to do her any harm
And 'twas much to her surprise when I lay between her thighs
And I wound up her little ball of yarn.

Now when the maid arose, after pulling up her clothes
She went to tell the people at the farm
So I slipped across the green, not intending to be seen
After winding up her little ball of yarn.

It was twelve months to the day, I was strolling down that way
Met a maid with a babe under her arm
I said, 'My little miss, sure I never thought of this
When I wound up your little ball of yarn.'


from Punk's Delight EP, released February 4, 2016



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