[D]As I went out one morning it [E]being the month of May
A [A]farmer and his daughter I[G] spied along my [D]way
And
the daughter sat down quite calmly to the[E] milking of her cow
Saying 'I [A]will and I must get married for the [A7]humour
is on me[D] now'
And, sure who are you to turn to 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 I will 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 I will and I must get married for 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 I'm sure John's a fearful tyrant and never lacks a row
But I will 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 I will' the daughter answered, 'the same as ma
and you'
I'll be mistress of my butter and my dairy 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 she loved her darling husband for a month, 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.
