Classic Poem

"Oh, where have you been, Billy boy, Billy boy?
Oh, where have you been, charming Billy?"
"I've been to seek a wife,
She's the joy of my life,
She's a young thing, and cannot leave her mother."

"Did she bid you come in, Billy boy, Billy boy?
Did she bid you come in, charming Billy?"
"Yes, she bid me come in
With a dimple in her chin,
She's a young thing, and cannot leave her mother."

"Did she set for you a chair, Billy boy, Billy boy?
Did she set for you a chair, charming Billy?"
"Yes, she set for me a chair
With ringlets in her hair,
She's a young thing, and cannot leave her mother."

"Can she make a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy?"
Can she make a cherry pie, charming Billy?"
"Yes, she can make a cherry pie
Quick as a cat can wink its eye,
She's a young thing, and cannot leave her mother."

"How old is she, Billy boy, Billy boy?
How old is she, charming Billy?"
Past six, past seven,
Past twenty and eleven,
She's a young thing, and cannot leave her mother."