Wind the Little Ball of Yarn

It's in the month of May
When the lambs skip and play
And the little birds are singing all along.
It's there I met a maid and it's to her I said,
Let's wind up our little ball of yarn.

It's, "Oh no, kind sir, you're a stranger to me
Perhaps you have some other charms
I'd better go with those who have money and fine clothes
Than wind up my little ball of yarn."

I took her by the waist
And I gently sit her down
Not meaning to do her any harm
It's when the blackbirds rush and appear beneath the bush
We'll wind up her little ball of yarn.

It was in the month of June
In twilight of the moon
I'll be way out on the farm
And you will weep as you go to sleep
For winding up your little ball of yarn.

We were walking through the rye
When you were stepping high
And you said you were not having charms
But the rye I'm going to reap, then you will surely weep
For winding up your little ball of yarn.

We were on the lonesome pine
Where you said you'd never be mine
And you said you would not have any charms
But you'll surely cry when I bid you goodbye
Oh winding up your little ball of yarn.

1937. Transcription of The Southern Melody Boys on Blue Bird B-7057-B 78 record.

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Note the broken rhyme in the 3rd verse. Instead of "I took her by
the waist, And I gently sit her down" the unexpurgated version would
be "I took her by the waist, and laid her down in haste".
If this is the original rhyme, it would match the "Yellow Yellow
Yorlin"exactly.