Across the fields I steered O
When O and I a woman I spied
And a pretty fair maid appeared O.
Her head was bare I do declare
She had neither hat nor feather on
And she stopped so low gave me to know
It was mushrooms she was gathering O.
O gathering O
and she stopped so low gave me to know
It was mushrooms she was gathering O.
Where are you going says my dear
Why are you up so early O
I've seen you on the dewy grass
Before the sower Ferdio.
Quite modestly she answered me
And she said I gathering mushrooms
To make my Mammy ketchup O.
O ketchup O
and she said I am gathering mushrooms
To make my Mammy ketchup O.
Her parting breast on mine she pressed
Her heart was like a feather O
And her lips on mine do gentle join
And we both sat down together O.
Together O
and her lips on mine do gentle join
And we both sat down together O.
