Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid. Copyright, 1891, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words by J. Cheever Goodwin. Music by Woolson Morse. 
Mataya.-Where are you going, my pretty maid? Marie.-Down to the meadow to milk the cow. Mataya.-May I go with you? Marie.-No, not now. When I send for thee, then come thou! Mataya.-" When you send for me?" why not now? Marie.-Patience! I'll send for thee, I vow. Mataya. Oh! but I've love for thee sincere. Marie. That you have love for me sincere, cannot be true, I greatly fear. Ah! cannot be true, I greatly fear. Mataya.-Every doubt shall disappear, if but my tale of love you'll hear. 
Mataya.-I have a fortune, my pretty maid. Marie.- Pardon my saying, so have I. Mataya. -Where do you keep it? Marie.-Keep it? why-sir, in my face my riches lie. Mataya. - May I then hope to win thy heart? MARIE. - Yes, if you love me, mine thou art. Mataya.- Ah! but I've love for thee sincere. Marie.- That you have love for me sincere, cannot be true, I greatly fear. Ah! cannot be true, I greatly fear. Mataya.-Every doubt shall disappear, if but my tale of love you'll hear.