Found it.


PAIR OF GEESE   © 1993 Lou & Peter Berryman

A few hundred years ago
A single young man I know
Was off to the market square,
And, taking his produce there,
He struggled along the road
With such of an awkward load
That when to a gate came he
No finger was free.

CHORUS:
       An arm around a pair of geese,
       An arm around a bag of fleece,
       A hand upon an empty pail,
       And one to clutch a cottontail.

And so at the big latched gate
He only could stand and wait
Til up to the other side
A lovely young lass did stride.
He bid her a fond "Yah hey!"
And worked up the gall to say,
"Could you give the gate a pull?
My arms are too full."   

(chorus)

She said "That would never do,
To open the gate for you,
For you would a monster be
And try to make love to me."
"Oh certainly not!" he cried,
"My arms are both occupied.
I swear to the moon and sun
It couldn't be done."

(chorus)

She said, "I can plainly see
How you would make love to me.
You'd put down the empty pail,
You'd put in the cottontail,
And then on the pail of tin
For keeping the rabbit in
You'd put on the bag of fleece -
And I'd hold the geese."

(chorus)
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