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As I was going to Strawberry Fair
Singing singing buttercups and daisies
I met a maiden taking her wares fol-de-dee
Her eyes were blue and golden her hair
As she went on to Strawberry Fair
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-li-do
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-dee
"Kind sir pray pick of my basket" she said;
Singing singing buttercups and daisies
"My cherries ripe or my roses red fol-de-dee
As I go on to Strawberry Fair"
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-li-do
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-dee
"Your cherries soon will be wasted away;"
Singing singing buttercups and daisies
"Your roses wither'd and never stay fol-de-dee
'Tis not to seek such perishing ware
That I am tramping to Strawberry Fair"
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-li-do
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-dee
"I want to purchase a generous heart;"
Singing singing buttercups and daisies
"A tongue that neither is nimble nor tart fol-de-dee
An honest mind but such trifles are rare
I doubt if they're found at Strawberry Fair"
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-li-do
In church today at Strawberry Fair"
Ri-fol Ri-fol Tol-de-riddle-li-do
Ri-fol Ri-fol Strawberry