Serving Girls Holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

A holiday, a holiday

I've waited longing for today

Spindle bobbin and spool away

In joy and bliss I'm off to play

Upon this high holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

The dirt upon the floor is unswept

The fireplace isn't cleaned and kept

I haven't cut the rushes yet

Upon this high holiday

In pails the milk has got to go

I ought to spread this bowl of dough

It clogs my nails and fingers so

As I knead this high holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

The cooking herbs I must fetch in

And fix my kerchief under my chin

Darling Jack lent me a pin

To fix me well this holiday

And when we stop beside the track

At the inn this Sunday Jack

Will wet my whistle and pay my whack

As on every holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

I've waited longing for today

Spindle bobbin and spool away

In joy and bliss I'm off to play

Upon this high holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

Spindle bobbin and spool away

For joy that it's a holiday

A holiday, a holiday