Cider

Cider, cider, a little more cider,
Down to the stillhouse to get a little cider.

You be the horse, I’ll be the rider,
Down to the stillhouse to get a little cider.

A hickory horse and a white oak saddle;
A pretty girl riding astraddle.

Sal went down to get a little cider;
A little white dog ran along beside her.

We went down to the foot of the hill.
If we hadn’t come back, we’d be there still.