The Foggy Dew

When I was a bachelor, young and bold

I followed the roving track

And all the harm that ever I done

I courted a handsome maid

I wooed her all the summer time

And a part of the winter too

And the only harm that ever I done

Was to keep off the foggy dew

It was all on one night about twelve o'clock

When I lay fast asleep

There came this maid to my bedside

And bitterly she did weep

She wept, she moaned, she tore her hair

And she cried, "What shall I do?"

So all that night I held her tight

Just to keep off the foggy dew

Well, all the first part of that night

How we did sport and play

And all the latter part of that night

Snug in my arms she lay

And when the broad daylight appeared

She cried, "I am undone"

Oh hold your tongue, you silly young girl

For the foggy dew has gone

I never told nobody her name

And damn me if I do

But many's the time I think of that night

When I kept off the foggy dew