The little woman and the pedlar

There was a little woman,

As I have heard tell,

She went to market

Her eggs for to sell;

She went to market

All on a market day,

And she fell asleep

On the king's highway.

There came by a pedlar,

His name was Stout,

He cut her petticoats

All round about

He cut her petticoats

Up to her knees;

Which made the little woman

To shiver and sneeze.

When this little woman

Began to awake,

She began to shiver,

And she began to shake;

She began to shake,

And she began to cry,

Lawk a mercy on me,

This is none of I!

But if this be I,

As I do hope it be,

I have a little dog at home

And he knows me;

If it be I,

He'll wag his little tail,

And if it be not I

He'll loudly bark and wail!

Home went the little woman

All in the dark,

Up starts the little dog,

And he began to bark;

He began to bark,

And she began to cry,

Lawk a mercy on me,

This is none of I!