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The Hiring Fair |
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(Ralph McTell) |
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Well, I went down to the hiring fair for to sell my labour. |
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I noticed a maid in the very next row and |
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I hoped she'd be my neighbour. |
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Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both. |
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I spoke not a word on the cart to the farm, |
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but my heart beat in my throat. |
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Well, my lodgings were dry and my master fair, |
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and I gave him full measure. |
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But my envy grew like the corn in the field, |
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for in his house was my treasure. |
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I'd watch her carry water or drive cows from the byre, |
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And the heat from the sun made the corn grow strong, |
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and with it my desire. |
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Well, I'd see her in my dreaming, and in my dreams caress |
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Her eyes, her lips, and her dark brown hair, |
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the curves beneath her dress. |
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When harvest time it came at last, so heavy was the task, |
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That the women and the men worked side by side, |
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and I had her near at last. |
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So I swung harder with my scythe. Few words between us passed. |
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And I cursed my tongue-tied youthfulness |
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and hoped that she'd hear my heart. |
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When all was safely gathered in, and we sat down to rest, |
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My trembling fingers touched her arm and |
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she placed them on her breast. |
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And then she turned to me as the sun went down, |
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and all my senses reeled, |
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As we lay there on the scented ground and |
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the moon rose over the field. Hmmm.... |
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Well she was safely gathered in my arms when from the barn |
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Drifted the sound of a violin and we hurried back to the farm. |
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And all were dancing in the lantern light and music filled the air, |
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And I thanked my stars for the harvest moon and |
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the girl from the hiring fair. |
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And all were dancing in the lantern light and music filled the air, |
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And I thanked my stars for the harvest moon and |
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the girl from the hiring fair. |
