The Farmer's Servant
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When I was a farmer's servant
I liked my bitin' to fun
I always minded my business
As servants always done
Whenever my master he went out
To view the fields a-gay
I'd be round the back door with me
And never a word to say, no
Never a word to say
It was on a Thursday afternoon
My master to market did go
He told me to mind his business
As servants always do
As soon as my master he was gone
I blundered out of that barn
And I was round the back door with me
And never a thought of harm, no
Never a thought of harm
My mistress she come to the door
And asked me to walk in
When I complained of the bellyache
She give to me some gin
She give to me some gin, my boys
With never a word to say
Well there I was with me
And a-courtin' we went straightway
We did, a-courtin' we went straightway
We hadn't been a-courtin'
Not half an hour or more
My mistress took so well to the sport
I thought she'd never give o'er
"You've won my heart forever," she cried
"Your master's no more for me
For he can't manage that
Not half so well as thee, my love
Not half so well as thee"
Well when my master he come home
He asked me how I'd got on
I told him I'd minded his business
As servants always done
He give to me best ale, my boys
And little did he know
That I'd been there with me
If he had, he'd never done so, I'm sure
If he had, he'd never done so