Who her Cows bilking, leaves her Milking,
For a green Gown upon the Grass,
Oh how kind, &c. Charming kind, &c.
Oh how sweet it is to spy,
At the Conclusion, her deep confusion,
Blushing Cheeks and down cast Eye,
Oh how sweet, &c. Charming sweet, &c.
Oh the Charming Curds and Cream,
When all is over she gives her Lover,
Who on her Skimming-dish carves her Name,