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High climbs the summer sun |
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High stands the corn |
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And tonight when my work is done |
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We will borrow your father's carriage |
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We will drink and prepare for marriage |
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Soon, my darling, soon, my darling |
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Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in |
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Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd |
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Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping |
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How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages? |
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Deep under winter snow |
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Deep lay the lambs |
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And tonight by the full moon's glow |
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Flask of wine on my feather bedding |
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We will drink and prepare for wedding |
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Soon, my darling, soon, my darling |
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Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in |
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Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd |
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Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping |
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How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages? |
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People think that I'm no good |
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At painting pictures or carving wood |
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Be a rich man if I could |
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But the only job I do well is here on the farm |
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On the farm |
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And it's breaking my back |
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We will borrow your father's carriage |
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We will drink and prepare for marriage |
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Soon, my darling, soon, my darling |
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Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in |
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Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd |
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Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping |
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How can we feed |
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Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in |
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Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd |
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Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping |
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How can we feed love on a farmboy's, love on a farmboy's, love on a farmboy's wages? |
