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I met a little foxy-haired girl one day

“Good mornin’, little foxy-haired girl“ I’d say

“Good mornin’ little beggarman, how do you do

With your bags and your rags and your old raggadhu”

Who should awaken but the woman of the house

With a white spotted apron and a calico blouse

She began to frighten, so I said “Boo!

S*, don’t be afraid, it’s old Johnny Dhu”

Great Big Sea

The lyrics rather made me think of raijna.