I've waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss I'm off to play,
Upon this high holiday.
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And spindle, bobbin and spool away
Oh joy that it's a holiday!
The dirt upon the floor's unswept,
The fireplace isn't cleaned or kept,
I haven't 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.
We'll whet my whistle and pay my whack
As on ev'ry holiday.
[Chorus]
I've waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss I'm off to play,
Upon this high holiday.
[Chorus]
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