High climbs the summer sun High stands the corn And tonight when my work is done We will borrow your father`s carriage We will drink and prepare for marriage Soon my darling, soon my darling Chorus: Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping How can we feed love on a farmboy`s wages? Deep under winter snow Deep lay the lambs And tonight by the full moon`s glow Flask of wine on my feather bedding We will drink and prepare for wedding Soon my darling, soon my darling Chorus People think that I`m no good Painting pictures carving wood be a rich man if I could But the only job I do well is here on the farm On the farm And it`s breaking my back We will borrow your father`s carriage We will drink and prepare for marriage Soon my darling, soon my darling Chorus
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