A pretty maid from Madresar

There was a long while by,

And she was fair as the pale moonlight

And the white stars in the sky.

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

The pretty maid went into town

To buy a skein of thread,

And a rich man's son fell into her eyes

And swore she'd fall into his bed.

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

"O, how can I get to your chamber, lover?

How can I get to your room?

For you could have a rich man's son

To pluck your maidhood's bloom."

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh,

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

"For you could have a diamond ring

As big as pigeon's egg,

Or a dress of gold and a silken cloak

If you'll but spread your legs."

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

Said she, "Please take your diamond ring,

Your jewels and clothin' fair,

And shove them up your rich man's arse

For all I bleedin' care."

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

"My lover is a poor man's son

No jewels for me he buys,

But he plays upon a merry harp

And the stars shine in his eyes."

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

O, he grabbed her by her pale white wrist.

He held her close and hard.

"I'll kill you in the streets meself,

if you snub me for a bard."

With a dee rey riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

O, she looked into his angry face

With a gleamin' in her eye.

"Sir, you can have me, legs and all,

If you hold your drink better than I."

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

O, he to a bar and she to a bar

And both to a whiskey glass,

And two and a half hours later

He was passed out on his ass.

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

O, he woke up in the pale moonlight.

He woke up askance.

To find she'd stuffed an angry nest of

Hedgehogs in his pants.

With a dee rye riddle diddle dye doh

A dee rye riddle diddle dan

"O, curse her eyes!" he shouted,

"And rot her with the blight!

For she hath taken a rich man's son

And made him a hedge knight!"

For she hath taken a rich man's son

And made him a hedge knight!