Farmer Boy

Lyrics: ​[Verse 1] Oh, Farmer boy, Farmer boy, tell me the news! You’ve polished your buckles and blackened your shoes. You say that you’ve been to the market in town, And saw a young lass in a velvet-blue gown? Now, Farmer boy, Farmer boy, listen to me— What chance has a lad with the dust on his knee? ​[Chorus] I’ll win her, I’ll win her, and make that girl mine! Though my pockets are empty, my heart is as fine. I’m rough in the hands, but my spirit is pure, I’ll find me the words that will help her endure! She’ll look past the soil and she’ll look past the plow, I’ll make that girl mine, and I’m starting it now! ​[Verse 2] Oh, Farmer boy, Farmer boy, look at you now, With a scowl on your face and a sweat on your brow! I saw you out walking the cobblestone street, But she laughed at your jokes and she looked at her feet. The merchant’s own daughter has pride in her head, So what will you do now, Farmer boy, instead? ​[Chorus] I’ll win her, I’ll win her, this isn’t the end! I’ll bet you a shilling, my skeptical friend! She laughed at my shoes, but she’ll swoon at my song, By the turn of the week, she’ll be coming along! She’ll look past the soil and she’ll look past the plow, I’ll make that girl mine, and I’m starting it now! ​[Verse 3] Oh, Farmer boy, Farmer boy, you’ve done the deed! You planted the hope and you harvested seed. You’ve won that fair lady with hair like the grain, And the folks in the town call you "sir" in the rain! No longer the jester, no longer the low, You’re the envy of every lad in the row! ​[Final Chorus / Outro] You won her, you won her, you made that girl yours! From the green of the hills to the rocky-grey shores! You’re rough in the hands, but your spirit is pure, You found you the love that is bound to endure! She looked past the soil and she looked past the plow, The Farmer boy’s leading the wedding dance now!