The Weavers
The Keeper
The keeper did a hunting go
Under his cloak he carried a bow
All for a shoot, a merry little doe
Among the leaves so green, oh

Jacky boy
(Master)
Sing me well
(Very well)

Hey, down, ho, down, very, very down
Among the leaves so green, oh

To my head on down, to my whole on down
Hey, down, ho, down, very, very down
Among the leaves so green, oh

The first, oh, she did cross the plain
The keeper fetched her back again
Where she's now she may remain
Among the leaves so green, oh

Jacky boy
(Master)
Sing me well
(Very well)