As I was going to Aylesbury all on a market day A pretty little Aylesbury girl I met upon the way Her business was to market with bu*ter, cheese and whey And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day As we jogged on together my boys together side by side By chance this fair maid's garter it came untied For fear that she might lose it I unto her did say Your garter's come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day Your garter's come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day As we rode on together my boys to the outskirts of the town At length this fair young damsel she stopped and looked around O since you've been so venturesome pray tie it up for me O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day And when we got to the apple grove the gra** was growing high I laid this girl upon her back her garter for to tie While tying of her garter such sights I never did see And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day O since you've had your will of me come tell to me your name Likewise your occupation and where and whence you came Ma name is Mickey the drover boy from Dublin town come I And I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day And I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day And when she got to Aylesbury her bu*ter was not sold And the losing of her maidenhead it made her blood run cold He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, she said, he's not the lad for me For he lives at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day For he lives at the sign of the Ups And Downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day