THE LONG AND WISHING EYE
FolkSongs of Britain and Ireland - Kennedy p 310

As John-ny walk-ed out one mid-sum-mer's morn
He soon be-came quite wea-ry and sat down be-neath a thorn.
'Twas there he spied a pret-ty fair maid, as she was pass-ing by
And young John-ny foll-owed af-ter with his long and wish-ing eye
with his long and wish-ing eye, brave boys
With his long and wish-ing eye
And young John-ny foll-owed af-ter
with his long and wish-ing eye

Good morning, gently shepherd, have you seen my flock of lambs
Strayed away from their fold, strayed away from their dams
O have you seen the ewe-lamb, as she was passing by
Has she strayed in yonder meadow where the grass grows very high?
Where the grass grows very high, brave boys
where the grass grows very high
Has she strayed in yonder meadow
where the grass grows very high?

O yes, O yes, my pretty fair maid,
I saw them passing by
they went down in yonder meadow and that is very high
Then turning round so careless-lie and smiling with a blush
And young Johnny followed after, and hid all in a bush
and hid all in a bush, brave boys ...

She searched the meadow over, no lambs could she find
Oft'times did she cross that young man in her mind
then turning round, she shouted: What's the meaning of your plan?
Not knowing that young Johnny was standing close at hand
Was standing close at hand, brave boys...

The passions of young Johnny's love began to overflow
He took her up all in his arms, his meaning for to show
They sat down in the long grass and there did sport and play
The lambs they were forgotten, they hopped and skipped away
They hopped and skipped away, brave boys...

'Twas the following morning this couple met again
they joined their flocks together to wander o'er the plain
And now this couple's married, they're joined in wedlock's bands
And no more they'll go a roving in searching for young lambs
In searching for young lambs, brave boys...