lloyd – the sheep stealer lyrics
the sheep stealer
i am a brisk lad but my fortune is bad,
and i am most wonderful poor.
oh, indeed i intend my life for to mend
and to build a house down on the moor, brave boys
and to build a house down on the moor.
the farmer he do keep fat oxen and sheep
in a neat little nag on the downs.
in the middle of the night when the moon do shine bright,
there’s a number of work to be done, brave boys,
there’s a number of work to be done.
then i’ll roam all around in another man’s ground,
and i’ll take a fat sheep for my own.
oh, i’ll end his life by the aid of my knife
and then i will carry him home, brave boys,
and then i will carry him home.
my children will pull the skin from the ewe
and i’ll be in a place where there’s none.
when the constable do come, i’ll stand with my gun
and swear all i have is my own, brave boys,
and swear all i have is my own.
from lloyd, folk song in england
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