heigh ho who is there no one but me my dear please come say how do the things ill give to you a stroke as gentle as a feather ill catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends together heigh ho i am here am i not young and fair please come say how do the things ill show to you would you have a wondrous sight the midday sun at midnight fair maid white and red comb you smooth and stroke your head how a maid can milk a bull and every stroke a bucketful