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Title
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Farmer's boy
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Singer
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Unknown
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
The sun was setting behind the hills
Across yon dreary moor,
When, weary and lame, a boy there came
Up to the farmer's door -
'Will you tell me if any there be
That will give me employ,
To plough and sow, and reap and mow,
And be a farmer's boy?
Verse 2
My father's dead and mother's left
With her five children small,
And what is worse for my mother still,
I'm the oldest of them all;
Though little, I'll work as hard as a Turk,
If you'll give me employ,
To plough and sow, and reap and mow,
And be a farmer's boy.
Verse 3
And if that you won't me employ,
One favour I have to ask,
Will you shelter me to the break of day
From this cold winter's blast?
At break of day I'll trudge away
Elsewhere to seek employ,
To plough and sow, and reap and mow,
And be a farmer's boy.'
Verse 4
The farmer said - 'We'll try the lad,
Let him no further seek!'
'Oh, yes, dear father,' the daughter cried,
'For those who'd work 'tis hard to want,
Or be seeking for employ,
To plough and sow, and reap and mow,
And be a farmer's boy.'
Verse 5
In course of time he grew a man,
The good old farmer died
And left the lad the farm he had
And his daughter for his bride:
The boy that was now farmer is,
And of the thinks with joy,
Of the lucky, lucky day he came that way
To be a farmer's boy.
