Where have you been all the day, Billy boy, Billy boy? Where have you been all the day, my boy Billy? I have been all the day Courting of a lady gay, But oh! she is too young To be taken from her mammy. Is she fit to be thy love, Billy boy, Billy boy? Is she fit to be thy love, my boy Billy? She's as fit to be my love As my hand is for my glove, But oh! she is too young To be taken from her mammy. Can she brew and can she bake, Billy boy, Billy boy? Can she brew and can she bake, my boy Billy? She can brew and she can bake, And she can make a wedding cake, But oh! she is too young To be taken from her mammy. Is she fit to be thy wife, Billy boy, Billy boy? Is she fit to be thy wife, my boy Billy? She's as fit to be my wife As a sheath is for a knife, But oh! she is too young To be taken from her mammy. How old may she be, Billy boy, Billy boy? How old may she be, my boy Billy? Twice six, twice seven, Twice twenty and eleven, But oh! she is too young To be taken from her mammy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STORY OF THE END OF THE STORY by JAMES GALVIN COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: TENNESSEE CLAFLIN SHOPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN 'DESIGNING A CLOAK TO CLOAK HIS DESIGNS' YOU WRESTED FROM OBLIVION by MARIANNE MOORE |