| lyric | As I went out one morning it being the month of May,
A farmer and his daughter I spied upon my way,
and the girl sat down quite calmly to the milking of her cow,
Saying I will must get married for the humour is on me now.
Ah, be quiet you foolish daughter and hold your simple tongue,
You're better free and single and happy while you're young
But the daughter shook her shoulders and milked her patient cow
Saying “I will and I must get married for the humour is on me now""
And, sure who are you to turn me, that married young yourself,
And took my darling mother from off the single shelf?
Ah, sure, daughter dear go aisy and milk your patient cow
For a man may have his humour but the humour is off me now,
Well indeed, I'll tell my mother the awful things you say,
Indeed I'll tell my mother this very blessed day;
Och, now, daughter have a heart, dear, you'll start a fearful row,
So Iwill unless I marry for the humour is on me now.
Och, if you must be married will you tell me who's the man ?
And quickly she did answer there's William, James and John,
A carpenter, a tailor and a man to milk the cow,
For Iwill and I must get married and the humour is on me now.
A carpenter's a sharp man, and a tailor's hard to face,
With his legs across the table and his threads about the place,
And sure John's a fearful tyrant and never lacks a row-
But Iwill and I must get married for the humour is on me now.
Well if you must be married will you tell me what you'll do ?
""Sure Iwill"" the daughter answered, ""Just the same as ma and you""
""I'll be mistress of my dairy and my butter and my cow,""
""And your husband too, I'll venture, for the humour is on me now“.
So, at last the daughter married and married well-to-do,
And loved her darling husband for a month, a year or two;
But John was all a tyrant and she quickly rued her vow
Saying ""I'm sorry that I married for the humour is OFF me now"" |