High stands the corn
 And tonight when my work is done
 We will borrow your father's carriage
 We will drink and prepare for marriage
 Soon my darling, soon my darling
 Chorus: Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in
 Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd
 Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping
 How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages?
 Deep under winter snow
 Deep lay the lambs
 And tonight by the full moon's glow
 Flask of wine on my feather bedding
 We will drink and prepare for wedding
 Soon my darling, soon my darling
 Chorus
 People think that I'm no good
 Painting pictures carving wood
 be a rich man if I could
 But the only job I do well is here on the farm
 On the farm
 And it's breaking my back
 We will borrow your father's carriage
 We will drink and prepare for marriage
 Soon my darling, soon my darling
 Chorus