“Over the hills and far away.”
Over the hills and a great way off
The wind shall blow my top-knot off.
“WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO, MY PRETTY MAID”
“Where are you going to, my pretty maid?”
“Where are you going to, my pretty maid?”
“I’m going a-milking, Sir,” she said,
“Sir,” she said, “Sir,” she said,
“I’m going a-milking, Sir,” she said.