CarrieYou're a queer one, Julie Jordan,You were quieter and deeper than a wellAn' ye never tell me nuthin'!JulieThere's nuthin' that a keer to choose to tell.CarrieYou been acting most peculiar,Every morning you're awake ahead of me,Always settin' by the winder.JulieI like to watch the river meet the sea. CarrieWhen we work in the mill, weavin' at the loomYou gaze absent-minded at the roofAnd half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads,'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof.Julie'Taint so.CarrieYou're a queer one, Julie Jordan,You won't ever tell a body what you think.You're as tight-lipped as an oyster,And as silent as an old Sahara spink!
