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Wagoner's Tale

Joan Baez2013年7月14日



Oh hard is the fortune of all womankind


She's always controlled she's always confined


Controlled by her parents until she's a wife


A slave to her husband the rest of her life

Oh I'm just a poor girl my fortune is sad


I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad

He's courted me daily by night and by day

And now he is loading and going away


Oh my parents don't like him because he is poor


They say he's not worthy of entering my door


He works for a living his money's his own

And if they don't like it they can leave him alone


Oh your horses are hungry go feed them some hay


Then sit down here by me as long as you may


My horses ain't hungry they won't eat your hay

So fare thee well darling I'll be on my way


Oh your wagon needs greasing your whip is to mend


Then sit down by me as long as you can


My wagon is greasy my whip's in my hand


So fare thee well darling no longer to stand

Wagoner's Tale - Joan Baez