| Play/Download Music File Lesley Nelson |
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| According to William Barrett this song came from Gloucestershire, and it can be traced through one family back to 1750. He also states it may be even older. |
Good morning, pretty maid, Where are you going? To range these fields so fair, There's no man knowing, I think too bold you are, To range these fields so fair, In danger everywhere, Thou charming maiden. A charming maid I am, Sir, she replied. Without any guile or care, To no man tied; My recreations are, to range These fields so fair; To take the pleasant air, Thou boasting stranger. A farmer's son I am, Your nighest neighbor, Great store of wealth I have, By honest labour; So if you will agree, Soon married we will be, For I'm in love with thee, Thou charming maiden. A farmer's wife must work, Both late and early, Like any foreign Turk, Therefore believe me. I don't intend to be A servant bound to thee. To do thy drudgery, Thou boasting stranger. |
| From English Folk-Songs See Bibliography for full information. |
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