Pete Seeger - The Wagoner’s Lad lyrics

Ah hard is the fortune of all women kind
They're always controlled
They’re always confined
Controlled by their parents until
They are brides
Then slaves to their husbands for
The rest of their lives

Oh I am a poor girl, my fortune is sad
I have always been courted
By the wagoner's lad
He courted me daily both by night and by day
And now he is loaded and going away

Your parents don't like me because I am poor
They say I’m not worthy of entering your door
I work for my living, my money's my own
And if they don't likе me
They can leavе me alone
Your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay
Come sit down beside me as long as you may
My horses ain't hungry
They won't eat your hay
So fare thee well, darling
I'll be on my way

Your wagon needs greasing
Your whip's for to mend
Come sit down beside me as long as you can
My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand
So fare thee well, darling
No longer to stand