Folk Song

Upon the Monday morning, oh

The rain it was a-raining

My love she come to me and said

"When shall you and I be wed?

I have bought a double bed

And mother is complaining"

I can't abide her mother

And all the while the rain it was a-raining

Upon the Tuesday morning, oh

The snow it was a-glistening

My love still hadn't gone away

So I did ask her "Mistress, pray

What was it you said yesterday?

I really wasn't listening"

I laughed, she hit me

And all the while the snow it was a-glistening

Upon the Wednesday morning, oh

The hail it was a-hailing

My love she made a quick retort

And said "To cut a story short

I bought a bed, the double sort

Your hearing must be failing"

She called me a deaf nit

And all the while the hail it was a-hailing

Upon the Thursday morning, oh

The day was not a hot one

I said "You've bought a double bed"

"Well that was what I thought you said

You must be going off your head

For I've already got one"

We got two now, ain't we?

And all the while the day was not a hot one

Upon the Friday morning, oh

Nobody spoke

Upon the Saturday morning, oh

The thunder it was frightening

I shouted so that I'd be heard

"Oh let us marry on the third"

But did she answer? Not a word

For she'd been struck by lightning

And after that the weather started brightening

It was a lovely day

I went fishing

I caught four

One of them was a great big fat fella he was

Oh lovely