Equinoxial - Little Phoebe - Pete Seeger

Equinoxial swore by the green leaves on the tree

That he could do more work in a day than Pheobe could in three

Three, he could do more work in a day than Pheobe could in three

If that be true little Pheobe said then this you must allow

You come do the work in the house and I’ll go follow the plow, plow

You come do the work in the house and I’ll go follow the plow

Its you must feed the little pig that stands in yonder sty

You must milk the brindle cow for fear she could go dry, dry

You must milk the brindle cow for fear she could go dry

And you must churn the crock of cream that I left in the frame

And you must watch the fat in the pot or it’ll all go into flame, flame

And you must watch the fat in the pot or it’ll all go into flame

And you must wind the hank of yarn that I spun yesterday

And you must watch the little hen or so she’d run away

And you must watch the speckled hen for fear she’d run astray

Little Pheobe took the whip and went to follow the plow

And Equinoxial took the pale and went to milk the cow, cow

Equinoxial took the pale and went to milk the cow

Well the brindle cow she turned around and wrinkled up her nose

She give him a dip upon the lip and the blood run to his toes, toes

She give him a dip upon the lip and the blood run to his toes

He went to churn the crock of cream that she left in the frame

And he forgot the fat in the pot and it all went into flame

He forgot the fat in the pot and it all went into flame

He went to wind the hank of yarn that she spun yesterday

He forgot the speckled hen so she run astray, stray

He forgot the speckled hen so she run astray

He looked to the East he looked to the West, he saw the setting sun

He swore to himself it had been a long day and Pheobe hadn’t come, come

He swore to himself it had been a long day, Pheobe hadn’t come

Presently little, Pheobe came and saw him lookin' sad

She clapped her hands upon her side and swore that she was glad, glad

She clapped her hands upon her side and swore that she was glad

So Equinoxial swore by all the stars in heaven

That she could do more work in a day than he could do in seven, seven

She could do more work in a day than he could do in seven