There was a little country girl.
Out milking she had gone.
She wore a wide-brimmed straw hat
But had no stockings on.
   How dare you, little country girl,
   Go milking all alone?

She wore a lightweight straw hat
And bore such heavy weight,
But when she went down milking
She laughed bearing her freight.
   Oh, you little country girl,
   So heavy is your freight!

You’re slight and skinny like a wasp.
You’re delicate and fair.
You have enough to carry,
To carry you own hair.
   Oh, you little country girl,
   How much you’re lugging there!

Come on! I’ll take your load now
And drive the cows for you.
And should there be sharp rocks somewhere,
Just grab this chain, won’t you?
   Yeah, you little country girl,
   Just grab this chain, won’t you?

Oh, yes, you little country girl,
Hold tight now! Come along!
I’d love to carry you with me,
For I am plenty strong.
   If there were nothing here but rocks
   I’d carry you along.