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Lady And The Farmers Son
THE LADY AND THE FARMER'S SON
Young lovers all, I pray draw near
And a relation you shall hear
Of how a lady was undone
By loving of a farmer's son
His age, it was just twenty-two
As I the truth do tell to you
He was well formed in every limb
This lady fell in love with him
She wrote him letters every day
But he to her would nothing say
Because he knew he was going to wed
Sally, her handsome chamber-maid
As she was walking in the grove
By chance she met with her own true love
Saying, "Kind sir, upon my life
I do intend to be your wife."
"O lady fair, that cannot be
For you to be a wife to me
Because you know I am engaged
To Sally, your handsome chamber-maid."
She wrung her hands and tore her hair
And cried, "Alas I'm in despair
How can you slight me so?" she said
"All for a silly chambermaid?"
"If only I was from her free
Then I could love you tenderly
But I am bound to her by oath
You know I cannot wed you both."
The lady thought, "If that be so
I soon will prove her overthrow
For she my waiting maid shall be
And we will cross the raging sea."
This lady had contrived it so
All for to work her overthrow
As this poor maiden lay asleep
She plunged her body in the deep
Now this fair lady on return
Found conscience like vexatious burn
For never could she be at rest
Until the deed she had confessed
'Tis now she lies confined in jail
The Lord have mercy on her soul
Distracted did this young man run
In Bedlam lies the farmer's son
'Twas by the help of curs-ed gold
This pretty maiden's life was sold
'Tis now a la** and you may see
Has proved the ruin of all three
From Ballads Migrant in New England, Flanders
Collected from Elmer George, VT 1933
@murder @love @jealousy
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