As I was walking to Isomething) Fair,
SInging, singing, buttercups and roses
I met a fair maid vending her wares, to me oooh!
Her eyes were bllue, and brown was her hair
As we walked down to (something) Fair
Singing singing, buttercups and roses,
Singing, singing fold-de-diidle day...


I am sorry to say I don't recall the name of the song OR the Fair!! But, having been dutifully so instructed by Joe, I have checked in the DT and not found this verse, which is a piece of a long-ago memory.