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2 As he went over to Ben Beard's Expecting her courtship to come on, As the courtship it came on,
Sir Jane says: Harm, have you hoed out your corn?
3 Harm he answered with a quick reply: Yes, Sir Jane, I've laid her by.
If any more it's all in vain,
For I don't think it will make one grain.
4 Sir Jane says: Harm, if you can't make bread, I am very sorry you asked me to wed.
Single I am, single I'll remain; A lazy man I'll never maintain.
5 He went to the fence and he peeped in, The weeds and grass was up to his chin, The weeds and grass it grew so high,
It made poor Harm Link weep and cry.
6 In July it was ankle high, In September he laid it by,
In October there came a great frost.
A sight to see the corn that Harm Link lost. |
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