Intro: Am G Am Verse: Am G Cold and raw the North did blow Am Em Bleak in the morning early Am G All the trees were hid in snow Am Em Dagl'd by winter yearly C G Gentleman riding o'er the heather Am Em Met with a farmer's daughter C G Her rosy cheeks and her bonny brow Am A They made his mouth to water
Verse: Am G Quickly he saluted me Am Em Meaning to shew his breeding Am G I bowed to him right gracefully Am Em His courtesy exceeding C G He asked me where I went so soon Am Em And longed to begin a parley C G I told him, to the next market town Am A A-purpose to sell me barley Verse: Am G "In this purse, sweet girl," says he Am Em "Twenty pounds lie fairly Am G Seek no further one to buy Am Em For I'll take all your barley C G Twenty more would buy delight Am Em Your body I love so dearly C G If you would lay with me all night Am A And go home in the morning early" Instrumental: Am G Am Em Am G Am Em C G Am Em C G Am A Verse: Am G "If twenty pounds could buy the globe Am Em It's this I'd never do, sir Am G Or were me kin as poor as Job Am Em I would not raise 'em so, sir C G If I lay with you this night Am Em We'd get a young child together C G And you'd be gone ere the nine months end Am A And where should I find a father?" Verse: Am G He told me he had married been Am Em Fourteen years and longer Am G Or else he'd take me for his own Am Em And tie the knot much stronger C G I bade him then, no further roam Am Em But manage his wedlock fairly C G And keep his gold for his wife at home Am A And some other shall have my barley