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OATS AND BEANS AND BARLEY 7 |
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XII. Where the wheat and barley grows, You and I and nobody knows, Where the wheat and barley grows, You and I and nobody knows. As the farmer sows his seed, As he stands and takes his ease, Stamps his foot and claps his hand, Turns around to view the land. Waiting for a partner, Waiting for a partner. Open the ring, take her in, Kiss her when you get her in. Now you're married you must be good, To make your husband chop the wood.
—Cowes, Isle of Wight (Miss E. Smith).
XIII. Oats and beans and barley corns, You nor I nor any one knows; You nor I nor any one knows
How oats and beans and barley grows. As the sower sows his seed, As he stands he takes his ease, Stamps his foot and claps his hands, And turns him round to view the land. Waiting for a partner, Open the ring and take one in. Now you're married, &c.
[same as Much Wenlock.] —Long Eaton, Nottinghamshire (Miss Youngman).
XIV. Hop or beans or barle3r corn, You or I or any one all: First the farmer sows his seed, Then he stands and takes his ease;
He stamped his foot and he clapped his hand,
And turned around the bugle land,
Waiting for a partner, a partner, a partner, He opened the ring and called one in, And now he's got a partner. |
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