The Farmer's Boy The sun had sunk behind yon hill Across yon dreary moor, When wet and cold there came a boy Up to a farmer's door. 'Can you tell me,' said he,'if any there be Who will give me employ For to plow and to sow and to reap and to mow And to be a farmer's boy, boy, And to be a farmer's boy? (Repeat these last three lines at the end of each stan 'My father's dead aud my mother left, And with three children small; And what is worse for my mother still, I'm the oldest of them all. But as little as I am I will do what I can All for to seek employ.' . 'Oh, yes,' cried the wife,'let us try the lad; Let him no further seek !' 'Oh, yes,' the daughter she replied, While a tear ran down her cheek, 'It is hard for those who seek for work And wander for employ.' The boy he stayed till he grew a man And the good old farmer died. He left the lad with all he had And his daughter for his bride. But the lad that now a farmer is, He oft times smiles with joy When he thinks of the day that he came this way All for to seek employ, For to plow and to sow and to reap and to mow And to be a farmer's boy, boy, And to be a farmer's boy. From Ballads and Songs, Belden Collected from Josephine Norville 1907 DT #538 Laws Q30 RG oct96
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