Or is it

Have you heard about Sarah, she works on the farm
And if she is good to me, I'll do her no harm
When I axed her to marry me, why, her looked twice as big
I'd sooner have Sarah than farmer's best pig


Chorus
She's big and she's bootiful, she's fat and she's fair
As the buttercups and the daisies that grow in the air

Wassail! V