Transcription
The Farmer's Boy
The sun had sunk behind the hills
Across yon dreary moor.
When wet and cold there came a boy
Up to the farmer's door.
“Can you tell me”, said he, “if any there be
Who would like to give employ
For to plow and sow, to reap and mow,
And to be a farmer's boy?
“My father'dead--my mother's left
With four poor children small,
And what is worse for mother still
I'm the eldest of them all.
But though small, I'll work as hard as I can
If I can get employ
For to plow and sow, to reap and mow,
And to be a farmer's boy!”
The farmer's wife cried, “Try the lad,
Let him no further seek!”
“O, do, papa!” the daughter said,
While a tear stood on her cheek:
“For those who will work 'tis hard to want,
Or to wander for employ
For to plow and sow, to reap and mow,
And to be a farmer's boy!”
The farmer's boy he grew a man--
The good old farmer died,
He left the lad with all he had,
And his daughter for a bride!
The boy that was, now a farmer is
And he thinks and smiles with joy,
At the close of day when he passed that way
To be a farmer's boy!
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