Intro
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[Verse 1]
It's cold and raw the north winds blow
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Black in the morning early
When all the hills were covered with snow
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Oh, then it was winter fairly
[Verse 2]
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As I was riding o'er the moor
I met a farmer's daughter
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Her cherry cheeks and sloe-black hair
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They caused my heart to falter
[Verse 3]
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I bowed my bonnet very low
To let her know my meaning
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She answered with a courteous smile
Her looks they were engaging
[Verse 4]
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"Where are you bound, my pretty maid
It's now in the morning early?"
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The answer that she made to me
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"Kind sir, to sell me barley"
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
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"Now twenty guineas I've in my purse
And twenty more that's yearly
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You need not go to the market town
For I'll buy all your barley"
[Verse 6]
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If twenty guineas would gain the heart
Of the maid I love so dearly
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All for to tarry with me one night
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And go home in the morning early
[Verse 7]
As I was riding o'er the moor
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The very evening after
It was my fortune for to meet
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The farmer's only daughter
[Verse 8]
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Although the weather being cold and raw
With her I thought to parley
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The answer then she made to me
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"Kind sir, I've sold me barley"
[Outro] (repeat and fade to end)
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