This is a song my mum used to sing to me ,when I was little. As I was going to strawberry fair singing, singing, buttercups and daisies I met a maiden taking her wares, fol-de-dee her eyes were blue and golden her hair as she went on to strawberry fair. Ri-fol, Rif- fol Tol-de riddle-li-do, Ri- fol, tol- de riddle -dee.