I’ve got gold, and I’ve got silver,
I’ve got copper, and I’ve got brass,
I’ve got all the world can give me,
All I want is a nice young lass.
Fly to the east, fly to the west,
Fly to the one you love the best.
Fol th’ riddle, I do, I do, I do;
Fol th’ riddle, I do, I do, dey.
This Nursery Rhyme was a circle dance where the girls would face the boys. On the second verse each would choose a partner and they would dance on the last verse.