When first I went a-waggoning, a-waggoning did go It filled me poor old parents' hearts with sorrow, grief and woe And many were the hardships that I did undergo
Chorus: Sing woah, me lads, sing woah Drive on, my lads, drive on Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?
It is a cold and stormy night, I'm wet near to me skin But I'll bear it with contentment until I get to the inn And there I'll sit a-drinking with the landlord and his kin
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Now summer is a-coming on, what pleasures we shall see! The small birds they'll be singing high up on every tree The blackbirds and the thrushes, a-whistling merrily
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Now Michaelmas is coming on, what pleasures we shall see! I'll make the gold to fly, me boys, like chaff before the breeze! And every lad shall take his lass and sit her on his knee
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Well things is greatly altered now since wagons here was seen The world's turned topsy-turvy, lads, and things is run by steam! And the whole world passes before me just like a morning dream