Kate Rusby - Serving Girl's Holiday lyrics

I've waited longing for today, Spindle, bobbin and spool away, In joy and bliss I'm off to play, Upon this high holiday. [Chorus:] And spindle, bobbin and spool away Oh joy that it's a holiday! The dirt upon the floor's unswept, The fireplace isn't cleaned or kept, I haven't cut the rushes yet, Upon this high holiday. [Chorus] In pails the milk has got to go, I ought to spread this bowl of dough, It clogs my nails and fingers so, As I knead this high holiday! [Chorus] The cooking hearths I must fetch in, And fix my kerchief under my chin, Darling Jack, lend me a pin To fix me well this holiday! [Chorus] But when we stop beside the track, At the inn, this Sunday, Jack. We'll whet my whistle and pay my whack As on ev'ry holiday. [Chorus] I've waited longing for today, Spindle, bobbin and spool away, In joy and bliss I'm off to play, Upon this high holiday. [Chorus]