Or you’re not God’s, you’re one of mine,
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’
‘What is whiter than the milk?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And what is softer than the silk?
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’
‘Snow is whiter than the milk,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And down is softer than the silk,
And I am the weaver’s bonny.’
‘O what is higher than a tree?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And what is deeper than the sea?
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’
‘Heaven’s higher than a tree,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And Hell is deeper than the sea,
And I am the weaver’s bonny.’
‘What is louder than a horn?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And what is sharper than a thorn?
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’
‘Thunder’s louder than a horn,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And death is sharper than a thorn,
And I am the weaver’s bonny.’
‘What’s more innocent than a lamb,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And what is meaner than womankind?
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’
‘A babe’s more innocent than a lamb,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And the devil is meaner than womankind,
And I am the weaver’s bonny.’
‘O you have answered my questions nine,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And you are God’s, you’re none of mine.
And you are the weaver’s bonny.’