Wagoner's Lad

[Verse 1]

Oh, hard is the fortune of all woman kind

She's always controlled, she's always confined

Controlled by her parents until she's a wife

A slave to her husband the rest of her life

[Verse 2]

Oh, I'm just a poor girl, my fortune is sad

I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad

He's courted me daily, by night and by day

And now he is loading and going away

[Verse 3]

Oh, my parents don't like him because he is poor

They say he's not worthy of entering my door

He works for a living, his money's his own

And if they don't like it, they can leave him alone

[Verse 4]

Oh, your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay

Then sit down here by me as long as you may

My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay

So fare thee well, darlin’, I'll be on my way

[Verse 5]

Oh, your wagon needs greasing, your whip is to mend

Then sit down here by me as long as you can

My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand

So fare thee well, darlin’, no longer to stand