Girl’s Song

Lyrics

I saw three black pigs riding In a blue and yellow cart; Three black pigs riding to the fair Behind the old grey dappled mare But it wasn't black pigs riding In a gay and gaudy cart That sent me into hiding With a flutter in my heart I heard the cart returning The jolting jingling cart; Returning empty from from the fair Behind the old jogtrotting mare But it wasn't the returning Of a clatt'ring empty cart That sent the hot blood burning And throbbing thro' my heart