The Maid That Sold Her Barley

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Song: The Maid That Sold Her Barley
Artist: Deanta
Album: Ready For The Storm

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

When all the hills
Were covered with snow
Oh then it was
Winter fairly

As I was riding
O'er the moor
I met a farmer's
Daughter

Her cherry cheeks
And sloe-black hair
They caused
My heart to falter

I bowed my bonnet
Very low
To let her know
My meaning

She answered with
A courteous smile
Her looks
They were engaging

Where are you bound
My pretty maid
It's now in the
Morning early

The answer that
She made to me
Kind sir, to
Sell me barley

Now twenty guineas
I've in my purse
And twenty more
That's yearly

You need not go
To the market town
For I'll buy
All your barley

If twenty guineas
Would gain the heart
Of the maid
I love so dearly

All for to tarry
With me one night
And go home in
The morning early

As I was riding
O'er the moor
The very
Evening after

It was my fortune
For to meet
The farmer's
Only daughter

Although the weather
Being cold and raw
With her I
Thought to parley

The answer then
She made to me
Kind sir, I've
Sold me barley