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34.-—THE JOLLY WAGGONER.
1 When first I went a-waggoning, A-waggoning did go,
1 filled my parents' hearts with grief, With sorrow, care, and woe;
And many are the hardships That I have since gone thro'.
Sing wo! my lads, sing wo! Drive on, my lads, I-ho! Who would not lead the stirring life We jolly waggoners do?
2 Upon a cold and stormy night
When wetted to the skin, I bear it with a contented heart.
Until I reach the inn, And then wre sit about the fire,
With landlord and his kin. Sing wo! &c.
3 Now summer is a-coming on,
What pleasures shall we see! The merry finch is twittering
On every greenwood tree ; The blackbird and the thrushes too.
Are whistling merrily. Sing wo! &c.
4 When Michaelmas is coming on,
We'll pleasure also find, We'll make the gold to fly, my boys,
Like chaff before the wind, And every lad will home return
To wife and children kind, Sing wo! &c. |
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