High climbs the summer sun

High stands the corn

And tonight when my work is done

We will borrow your father's carriage

We will drink and prepare for marriage

Soon my darling, soon my darling



Chorus: shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in

Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd

Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping

How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages?



Deep under winter snow

Deep lay the lambs

And tonight by the full moon's glow

Flask of wine on my feather bedding

We will drink and prepare for wedding

Soon my darling, soon my darling



Chorus



People think that i'm no good

Painting pictures carving wood

Be a rich man if i could

But the only job i do well is here on the farm

On the farm

And it's breaking my back



We will borrow your father's carriage

We will drink and prepare for marriage

Soon my darling, soon my darling



Chorus


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