Folk Song

Upon the Monday morning, oh
The rain it was a-raining
My love she come to me and said
"When shall you and I be wed?
I have bought a double bed
And mother is complaining"
I can't abide her mother
And all the while the rain it was a-raining

Upon the Tuesday morning, oh
The snow it was a-glistening
My love still hadn't gone away
So I did ask her "Mistress, pray
What was it you said yesterday?
I really wasn't listening"
I laughed, she hit me
And all the while the snow it was a-glistening

Upon the Wednesday morning, oh
The hail it was a-hailing
My love she made a quick retort
And said "To cut a story short
I bought a bed, the double sort
Your hearing must be failing"
She called me a deaf nit
And all the while the hail it was a-hailing

Upon the Thursday morning, oh
The day was not a hot one
I said "You've bought a double bed"
"Well that was what I thought you said
You must be going off your head
For I've already got one"
We got two now, ain't we?
And all the while the day was not a hot one

Upon the Friday morning, oh
Nobody spoke

Upon the Saturday morning, oh
The thunder it was frightening
I shouted so that I'd be heard
"Oh let us marry on the third"
But did she answer? Not a word
For she'd been struck by lightning

And after that the weather started brightening
It was a lovely day
I went fishing
I caught four
One of them was a great big fat fella he was
Oh lovely