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[Verse 1]

It's cold and raw the north winds blow
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Black in the morning early

When all the hills were covered with snow
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Oh, then it was winter fairly


[Verse 2]
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As I was riding o'er the moor

I met a farmer's daughter
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Her cherry cheeks and sloe-black hair
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They caused my heart to falter


[Verse 3]
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I bowed my bonnet very low

To let her know my meaning
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She answered with a courteous smile

Her looks they were engaging


[Verse 4]
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"Where are you bound, my pretty maid

It's now in the morning early?"
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The answer that she made to me
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"Kind sir, to sell me barley"


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
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"Now twenty guineas I've in my purse

And twenty more that's yearly
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You need not go to the market town

For I'll buy all your barley"


[Verse 6]
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If twenty guineas would gain the heart

Of the maid I love so dearly
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All for to tarry with me one night
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And go home in the morning early


[Verse 7]

As I was riding o'er the moor
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The very evening after

It was my fortune for to meet
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The farmer's only daughter


[Verse 8]
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Although the weather being cold and raw

With her I thought to parley
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The answer then she made to me
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"Kind sir, I've sold me barley"