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Sailing in the Dew Makes the Milkmaid Fair 
(alternate:) 
Sailing in the Dew Makes the Milkmaid Fair 
"Where are you going, my pretty little fair maid, Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?" "I'm going a-milking," so kind-like she answered him. Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair 
"What is your father, my pretty little fair maid, Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?" "My father's a farmer," so kind-like she answered him. Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair 
"What is your mother, my pretty little fair maid, Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair?" "My mother's a weaver," so kind-like she answered him. Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair 
"What is your fortune, my pretty little fair maid, Red rosy cheeks and curly black hair," "My face is ny fortune," so kind-like she answered him, Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair 
"Then l will not marry you, my pretty little fair maid, Red, rosy cheeks and curly black hair." "Nobody cares, sir," so kind-like she answered him. Sailing in the dew makes a milkmaid fair 
Note: usually, it's Dabbling (or Rolling) in the Dew RG from Cox, Folk-Songs of the South Contributed by Wallie Barnett, 1916