The Fopggy, Foggy Dew

The Fopggy, Foggy Dew - Burl Ives

Lyrics by：Burl Ives

Composed by：Burl Ives

When I was a bachelor

I lived all alone

I worked at the weaver's trade

And the only only thing

That I did that was wrong

Was to woo a fair young maid

I wooed her in the winter time

Part of the summer too

And the only only thing

That I did that was wrong

Was to keep her from the foggy

Foggy dew

One night she knelt close by my side

When I was fast asleep

She threw her arms 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

Again I am a bachelor

I live with my son

We work at the weaver's trade

And every single time

That I look into his eyes

He reminds me of that fair young maid

He reminds me of the wintertime

Part of the summer too

And of the many many times

That I held her in my arms

Just to keep her from the foggy

Foggy dew