Factory Girl Lyrics - Singles - Eric Burdon

As I went out walkin' 

One fine summer mornin' 

The birds in the bushes 

Did whistle and sing 

The lads and the lasses 

In couples were a-courtin' 

Goin' back to the factory 

Their work to begin 

I spied one among them 

She was fairer than most 

Her cheeks like a red rose 

That blooms in the spring 

Her hair like a lily 

That grows in yon valley 

She was only a hard workin' 

Factory girl 

I slept long beside her 

More closely to feel her 

She said, "My young man 

Don't stare at me so." 

I said, "I got gold in my buckets 

And silver as well 

No more shall you answer 

That factory call." 

Now the years have gone past 

From the days of our youth 

Our home is now teemin' 

With children at play 

Life goes on in the village 

You can still hear the whistle 

"Hey there goes that lad 

With his factory girl."