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THE FOGGY, FOGGY DEW

When I was a bachelor, I liv'd all alone
I worked at the weaver's trade;
And the only, only thing that I did that was wrong
Was to woo a fair young maid.
I wooed her in the wintertime,
Part of the summer, too,
And the only, only thing that I did that was wrong
Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew.

One night she knelt close by my side
When I was fast asleep.
She threw her arms around my neck,
And she began to weep.
She wept, she cried, she tore her hair
Ah, me! What could I do?
So all night long I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy foggy dew.

Again I am a bachelor, I live with my son
We work at the weaver's trade.
And every sing time I look into his eyes
He reminds me of that fair young maid.
He reminds me of the wintertime
Part of the summer, too,
And the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy, dew.

Note: This is the version that helped kick off the big folk boom-
-Burl Ives'. Bowdlerized, yes. But marvelously economical
and a really fine piece of folk poetry, in my opinion, at least.
The tune is transcribed directly from the Burl Ives Song Book (1953)
Note how it's been folk processed since then. RG
DT #333
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