You're a queer one, Julie Jordan,
You were quieter and deeper than a well
An' ye never tell me nuthin'!
There's nuthin' that I keer to choose to tell.

You been acting most peculiar,
Every morning you're awake ahead of me,
Always settin' by the winder.
I like to watch the river meet the sea.

When we work in the mill, weavin' at the loom
You gaze absent-minded at the roof
And half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads,
'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof.
'Taint so.

You'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

