Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boy
Well, I dream of the life Of a bard on the road, Yet, the wages they pay Would scarcely feed the load So with hoe in my hand And with rake at my side I would care after horses For the ladies to ride
Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boy
Well, the farmer, he calls me Into his big home, saying, "Pretty stable boy, On the road you now must roam "Though you do fine work, I admit that is true, I have found me a man Who will work for half as you!"
Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boy
Well, I woke the next morning The sky was bright blue And the farmer, he said, "There's a favor you must do. "I've a gathering of orphans With no where to be, You must teach them to ride So that they can work for me!"
Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boy
Well, we work every morning And ride every day We muck out the stalls And we feed the horses hay We're such excellent workers, The foremen believes I could own this estate With my band of little thieves
Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boy
Way, hey, listen to me play Won't you throw but a shilling, Or a copper, my way? Tales of life, love, sorrow and joy Are the songs that are sung By the stable boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
