Paddy Roberts - Foggy Foggy Dew

Oh, I was a bachelor, I lived by myself

And I worked at the weaver's trade

And the only only thing that I ever did wrong

Was to woo a fair young maid

I wooed her in the summer time

And in the winter too

And the only only thing that I ever did wrong

Was to save her from the foggy foggy dew

One night she came to my bedside

As I lay fast asleep

She laid her pretty head upon my bed

And then began to weep

She cried, she sighed, she nearly died

Whatever could I do?

Well, I took her into bed and I covered up her head

Just to save her from the foggy foggy dew

Now I am a bachelor, I live with my son

And we work at the weaver's trade

And every every time that I look into his eyes

He reminds me of the fair young maid

He reminds me of the summer time

And of the winter too

And the many many times that I took her in my arms

Just to save her from the foggy foggy dew