Lyric Leaboys Lassie

First when I came to the town
They called me young and bonny
Now they ve changed my name
Called me the Leaboy s honey.

I ll dye my petticoats red
And I ll face them with a yellow
I ll tell the dyester lads
That the Leaboys I ve to follow.

It s over hills and dales
And over dykes and ditches
Say will I like the lad
Who wears the moleskin breeches

The black horse draws the cart
And he s as proud as any
Say will I like the lad
That drives them on so canny

Feather beds are fine
And painted rooms are bonny
But I would leave them all
To jog away with Johnny

Oh, for Saturday night
It s I that ll see my dearie
He ll come whistlin in
When I am tired and weary.

First when I came to the town
They called me proud and saucy
Now they ve changed my name
Called me the Leaboy s lassie.