Well, once there lived a farmer
A grand old soul was he
He used to own a little farm
Way down the country he had an only daughter
And her I chanced to wed
And when I asked him for her hand
Was this to me he said

"Oh, treat me daughter kindly
And shade her from all harm
And when I die, I'll will to you
My little house and farm
My horse, my dog, my cow
And my bonnie sheep and farm
And all the little chickens
'Round the garden"

I knew I loved this darling girl
And she loved me the same
And when my daily work was done
With her I would remain
For to watch her milk her father's cows
And shade them from all harm
And many a glass of stout I had
Before I left the farm

"Oh, treat me daughter kindly
And shade her from all harm
And when I die, I'll will to you
My little house and farm
My horse, my dog, my cow
And my bonnie sheep and farm
And all the little chickens
'Round the garden"

Well, now that we are married
And settled down for life
I oft-time think upon the words
Her father used to say
For to treat his daughter kindly
And shade her from all harm
And now I am the owner of
His little house and farm

"Oh, treat me daughter kindly
And shade her from all harm
And when I die, I'll will to you
My little house and farm
My horse, my dog, my cow
And my bonnie sheep and farm
And all the little chickens
'Round the garden
And all the little chickens
'Round the garden"

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