Ot Anny Dnes', Hymn for the Birth of the Virgin, For female choir

de Traditional

The night being dark and very cold, a woman took pity on a poor old soul
She took pity on a poor old soul and asked him to come in

With a too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, A too-roo roo-roo rantin hi
Too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, And hi for the beggarman

He sat him down in a chimney nook, he hung his coat upon a hook
He hung his coat upon a hook and merrily he did sing

With a too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, A too-roo roo-roo rantin hi
Too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, And hi for the beggarman

In the middle of the night the old woman rose, she missed the beggarman and all his clothes
She clapped and clapped and clapped again, says, "He has me daughter gone"

With a too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, A too-roo roo-roo rantin hi
Too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, And hi for the beggarman

Three long years have passed and gone, when this old man came back again
Asking for a charity: "Would you lodge a beggarman?"

"I never lodged any but the one, and with that one me daughter's gone
With that one me daughter's gone, so merrily you may gang"

With a too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, A too-roo roo-roo rantin hi
Too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, And hi for the beggarman

"Would you like to see your daughter now, with two babies on her knee
With two babies on her knee and another one coming on?"

"For yonder she sits and yonder she stands, the finest lady in all the land
Servants there at her command since she went with the beggarman"

With a too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, A too-roo roo-roo rantin hi
Too-roo roo-roo rantin hi, And hi for the beggarman

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