The Foggy Dew lyrics

Now when I was a bachelor I lived all alone
I worked the weaver's trade
The only, only thing I ever did that was wrong
Was to woo a fair young maid
I wooed her in the wintertime
And part of the summer too
The only, only thing I ever did that was wrong
Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

It was late one night she came to my bedside
When I was fast asleep
She flung her pretty arms all around my neck
And then began to weep
She wept, she cried, she tore her hair
Ah me what could I do
So all night long I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

Well still I am a bachelor and I live with my son
And we work the weaver's trade
And it seems that every time I look into his eyes
I'm reminded of that fair young maid
I'm reminded of the wintertime
And part of the summer too
Of the many, many times I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew