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The Brisk Young Farmer 
The Brisk Young Farmer 
I will tell you of a brisk young farmer Whose credit was reknowned, He courted as fair an' as handsome a lady, As ever lived in Moscow town. 
An' when his parents came to know this They were very angry an' did say We will send him across the wildest ocean Where her face he no more will see. 
He sailed the ocean over an' over Till he landed on his own native shore Saying, "If Molly is alive an' I can find her I will make her my lawful bride. 
It was so early in the morning As he was walkin' down the street Cold drops of rain fell as it happened THat his true love he chanced to meet. 
"Good mornin', good mornin', my pretty fair miss It's can you fancy me? "No my fancy is placed on a brisk young farmer Who has gone to cross the sea." 
"Describe him, describe him," says this young man, "Describe him unto me Perhaps I had a chance to now him For I have lately crossed the sea." 
"He is proper and he is handsome And also slim and tall, His hair is dark an' he wears it curly An' them pretty blue eyes are best of all." 
"I guess I saw him an' I knew him His name was William Hall I saw a French cannon-ball shot through him An' to his death I saw him fall." 
Oh the screams of this fair miss 
Cries, "Oh Lord what shall I do? Now we are parted and broken-hearted Oh my heart will break in two." 
"Cheer up, cheer up, my pretty fair miss Cheer up, cheer up," says he, "Now to convimce you of my story Here's the ring you gave to me." 
They joined their hands lovely together An' to the church they then did go, An' this fair couple was lawfully married Whether their parents were willin' or no. 
From Ozark Folksongs, Randolph Collected from Vada Largent and Lee Stephens, MO 1928 DT #458 Laws N30 oct96