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Title
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Green broom
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Singer
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Unknown
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
There was an old man and he lived in the west,
And his trade it was cutting of broom, green broom;
He had but one son, and his name it was John,
And he lay abed until 'twas noon, 'twas noon,
And he lay abed until 'twas noon.
Verse 2
The old man came home, and upstairs he went,
And swore he would fire the room, the room,
If Jack did not rise, go and sharpen his knives,
And go to the wood to cut broom, green broom,
And go to the wood to cut broom.
Verse 3
Then Jack he arose, and slipped on his clothes,
And away to the woods he did roam, did roam;
There were markets and fairs everywhere,
For this young man to sell broom, sell broom,
For this young man to sell broom.
Verse 4
Now a lady, being sat in her chamber so high,
Saw this young man with his broom, his broom,
She called to her maid, and thus to her said -
'Call in that young man with his broom, sweet broom,
Call in that young man with his broom.'
Verse 5
Jack entered the kitchen, and thence to the hall,
And then to this fair lady's room;
She smiled and she said -'Can you leave off your trade,
And marry a lady in bloom, in bloom,
And marry a lady in bloom?'
Verse 6
Then Jack gave consent, and to church they both went,
And he married this lady in bloom, in bloom;
Now they live at their ease, and kiss when they please -
No more to the fairs crying, 'Broom! Green broom!'
No more to the fair crying, 'Broom!'
