Wagoner's Land

Wagoner's Lad - Joan Baez (瓊·貝茲)

Oh hard is the fortune of all woman kind

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 darlin I'll be on my way

Oh your wagen needs gricing your weep is to men

Then sit down here by me

As long as you can

My wagen is gricy

My weeps in my hand

So fare thee well darling

No longer to stand