Just as an example of the type of song Granny may have in mind, here are a few verses of ‘The Cuckoo’s Nest’:
As I went a-walking one morning in May
I spied a pretty fair maid and unto her did say
For love I am inclined and I’ll tell you of my mind
That my inclination lies in your cuckoo’s nest.
Some like a girl who is pretty in the face
And some like a girl who is slender in the waist
Ah, but give me a girl who will wriggle and will twist
At the bottom of the belly lies the cuckoo’s nest.
When this annotation led to a torrent of similar folk songs being discussed on a.f.p., at one point Terry chimed in with: “My favourite was something I think by a guy called Diz Disley back in the very early 70s. From memory:
As I walked out one May morning,
In the month of Februaryyy,
I saw a pretty serving maid a-comin’
out the dairy;
A handsome knight came ridin’ by
I politely raised my cap and
They went behind the stable
and I never saw what happened.”