THE FARMERS DAUGHTER.
I once did know a farmer, a good and faithful soul,
Who used to work upon his farm around his cottage home;
He had an only daughter, and to win her I did try,
And When I asked him for her hand, this was his reply:
Treat my daughter kindly, and say you'll do no harm,
And When I die I will leave to you my little stock and farm;
My house, my home, my sheep, my plough, horses, stock and barn,
And all those little chickens in the garden.
Now I own I love that young girl, and dearly she loved me,
I used to go round her home her smiling face to see;
To watch and milk her father's cows, while she was watching me,
And many a drink of milk I got before I left the burn.-Chorus.
Now the old man has consented, and married we will be;
We will own that little farm ourselves, And live in harmony;
And try to keep the promise that the old man asked of me:
Was to use her as his only child, And treat her kindly. -Chorus.