Over the fields
and into the trees
There is a bonnie lad
sitting on his knees.
On through the maples
and the willow leaves
He sings a bonnie tune
that simply does please.
Over the fields
and into the trees
There is a bonnie lad
sitting on his knees.
On through the maples
and the willow leaves
He sings a bonnie tune
that simply does please.
