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Title
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Jolly waggoner
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Singer
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Sawyer, David [Phoebus]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
When first I went a-waggoning, a waggoning did go,
I filled my parent's hearts with sorrow, grief and woe,
And many were the hardships that we must undergo,
And sing woa! My lads, sing woa!
Drive on my lads-i-o!
And who can lead a life like the jolly waggoners do.
Verse 2
It is a cold and stormy night and I'm wet unto my skin,
I'll bear it with contentment till I come unto an inn;
And there I'll sit a-drinking with the landlord and his friends,
And sing woa! My lads, sing woa!
Drive on my lads-i-o!
And who can lead a life like the jolly waggoners do.
Verse 3
Now summer is coming, what pleasures shall we see!
Hear all the small birds whistle on every green tree,
The blackbird and the thrushes whistling in the grove,
And sing woa! My lads, sing woa!
Drive on my lads-i-o!
And who can lead a life like the jolly waggoners do.
Verse 4
Now Michaelmas is coming on, what pleasures shall we find!
We'll make the gold to fly, my boys, like chaff before the wind;
And every lad shall take his lass and sit her on his knee,
And sing woa! My lads, sing woa!
Drive on my lads-i-o!
And who can lead a life like the jolly waggoners do.
