I won't go to the spinner anymore.
Song
1. I will no longer go to the spinning wheel, ; Nor sing at my baby's window. ; You can put yourself out, my unfaithful baby, ; I will not take your dream out of your eyes. ; ; 2. Yellow primrose, red primrose are blooming, ; My lover is now setting the spinning wheel. ; I will also go to his wedding, ; I will kiss him in his handsome bridegroom's time.