No, Sir - Jean Ritchie

Tell me why you are so cruel

Tell me why you scorn me so

Tell me why to all my questions

You must always answer, no

No sir, no sir, no sir, no sir

No sir, no sir, no sir, no

We’ll go walking in the garden

Gathering flowers fresh with dew

Tell me, would you be offended

If I walk and talk with you?

No sir, no sir, no sir, no sir

No sir, no sir, no sir, no

If while walking in the garden

I should ask you to be mine

Tell me, would you to this question

Would you answer, no, this time?

No sir, no sir, no sir, no sir

No Sir, no sir, no sir, no