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THE GOLDEN FARMER, A Song. |
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THE GOLDEN FARMER, A Song.
While I'm blest with Health and Plenty,
Let me live a jolly, jolly Dog;
For as blythe as Five and Twenty,
For as blythe, &c.
Through the World I wish to jog.
Tol de rol de rol, &c,
Let me live a jolly, jolly Dog;
For as blythe as Five and Twenty,
For as blythe, &c.
Through the World I wish to jog.
Tol de rol de rol, &c,
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As for greater Folks or richer,
While I pay both Scot and Lot,
And enjoy my Friend and Pitcher,
And enjoy, &c.
I've a Kingdom in a Cot.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
While I pay both Scot and Lot,
And enjoy my Friend and Pitcher,
And enjoy, &c.
I've a Kingdom in a Cot.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Flocks and Herds in Fields, all nigh too,
Corn and Clover, Beans and Pease,
And in Hen Yard, Pond and Stye too,
And In Hen Yard, &c.
Pigs and Poultry, Ducks and Geese.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Corn and Clover, Beans and Pease,
And in Hen Yard, Pond and Stye too,
And In Hen Yard, &c.
Pigs and Poultry, Ducks and Geese.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
While my Farm thus cuts a Dash too,
Poor Folks daily laboring on't,
Who plough, sow, and reap, and thrash too,
Who plough, sow, &c.
I'll be thrash'd if they shall want.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Poor Folks daily laboring on't,
Who plough, sow, and reap, and thrash too,
Who plough, sow, &c.
I'll be thrash'd if they shall want.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
He who sticks his Knife in Roast meat,
And for Numbers has to carve,
May the Churl the Whipping Post meet,
May the Churl, &c.
If he stuffs and lets them starve.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
And for Numbers has to carve,
May the Churl the Whipping Post meet,
May the Churl, &c.
If he stuffs and lets them starve.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
And when I like Neighbour Squeezum,
Plot and scheme the poor to drain,
Or, with Badgers join, to fleece 'em,
Or, with Badgers, &c.
Badger me for a Rogue in Grain.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Plot and scheme the poor to drain,
Or, with Badgers join, to fleece 'em,
Or, with Badgers, &c.
Badger me for a Rogue in Grain.
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
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He for that who tills and cultures,
Now may laugh, but when old Scratch
Spreads his Net for Sharks and Vultures,
Spreads his Net, &c.
What a Swarm he'll have to catch!
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Now may laugh, but when old Scratch
Spreads his Net for Sharks and Vultures,
Spreads his Net, &c.
What a Swarm he'll have to catch!
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Heaps of Grain then let them hoard up,
Heaps of Wealth while they count o'er,
All the Treasures I have stor'd up
All the Treasures, &c.
Are the Blessings of the Poor!
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
Heaps of Wealth while they count o'er,
All the Treasures I have stor'd up
All the Treasures, &c.
Are the Blessings of the Poor!
Tol de rol de rol, &c.
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