The Wagoner’s Lad

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Oh, hard is the fortune of all woman kind They're always controlled, they're always confined Controlled by they're parents until they are wives Enslaved to their husbands the rest of their lives [Verse 2] Oh, I am a poor girl, my fortune is sad I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad He courted me daily, by night and by day And now he is loaded and going away [Verse 3] Your parents don't like me because I am poor They say I'm not worthy of entering your door I work for my living, my money's my own And if they don't like mе they can leave mе alone [Verse 4] Your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay Come sit down beside me as long as you stay My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay So fare you well, darlin', I'll be on my way [Verse 5] Your wagon needs greasing, your whip is to mend Come sit down here by me as long as you can My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand So fare you well, darlin', no longer to stand
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