Serving Girls Holiday

Ive waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss Im off to play,
Upon this high holiday.
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And spindle, bobbin and spool away
Oh joy that its a holiday!
The dirt upon the floors unswept,
The fireplace isnt cleaned or kept,
I havent cut the rushes yet,
Upon this high holiday .
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In pails the milk has got to go,
I ought to spread this bowl of dough,
It clogs my nails and fingers so,
As I knead this high holiday!
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The cooking hearths I must fetch in,
And fix my kerchief under my chin,
Darling Jack, lend me a pin
To fix me well this holiday!
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But when we stop beside the track,
At the inn, this Sunday, Jack.
Well whet my whistle and pay my whack
As on evry holiday.
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Ive waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss Im off to play,
Upon this high holiday.
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