Roger Whittaker - Foggy Foggy Dew

When I was a bachelor, I lived all alone

And I worked to do weaver's trade

And the only, only thing that I ever did wrong

Was to woo a fair young maid

I wooed her in the winter time

And in the summer too

And the only, only thing I did that was wrong

Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

One night she came to my bed side

When I lay fast asleep

She laid her head upon my bed

And she began to weep

She sighed, she cried, she damn near died

She said: "What shall I do?"

So I hold her into bed and I covered up her head

Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

Now I am a bachelor, I live with my son

And we work at the weaver's trade

And every single time that I look into his eyes

He reminds me of the fair young maid

He reminds me of the winter time

And of the summer too

And of the many, many times that I held her in my arms

Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

The many, many times that I held her in my arms

Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

• Artist:Roger Whittaker
• Album:k Songs