Is this it?

ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING

"How d' you do and how d' you do and how d' you do again"

One misty moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather,
I met a withered old man a-clothed all in leather,
He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin, singing

This rustic was a treasure as on his way he hide
And with a leather bottle fast buckled by his side
He wore no shirt upon his back with wool unto his skin, singing

He went a little further and there he met a maid
A-goin' a-milking, a-milking sir she said
Then he began to compliment and she began to sing, singing

This maid, her name was Dolly, dressed in a gown of grey
I being somewhat jolly, persuaded her to stay
And straight I fell a-courting her in hopes her love to win, singing

I having time and leisure, I spent a vacant hour
A-telling of my treasure while sitting in the bower
With many kind embraces I stroked her double chin, singing

I said that we should married be and she would be my bride
And along we should not tarry and twenty things beside
I'll plough and sow and reap and mow and you shall sit and spin, singing

Her parents then consented, all parties were agreed
Her portion thirty shillings, we married were with speed
Then Will, the piper, he did play, while others dance and sing, singing

Then lusty rovin' robin with many damsels gay
To drive and roam to dawning to celebrate the day
And when they met together, their caps they off did fling, singing