Lyric Argument


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