Serving Girl’s Holiday

[Verse 1]
I've waited longing for today
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
In joy and bliss I'm off to play
Upon this high holiday

[Chorus]
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
For joy that is high holiday

[Verse 2]
The floors haven't been cleaned or swept
The fireplace hasn't been cleaned or kept
I haven't cut the rushes yet
Upon this high holiday

[Chorus]
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
For joy that is high holiday

[Accordion Solo]

[Verse 3]
The milk into the pails must go
I have to roll this ball of dough
It clogs my nails and fingers so
Upon this high holiday

[Chorus]
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
For joy that is high holiday

[Verse 4]
But when we go along the track
To the inn, this Sunday, Jack
Will whet my whistle and pay my whack
Upon this high holiday

[Chorus]
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
For joy that is high holiday
Spindle, bobbin and spool, away
For joy that is high holiday