The Humour Is On Me Now

Oh, as I went out one mornin' It bein' the month of May A farmer and his daughter I spied upon me way The girl sat down quite calmly To the milkin' of her cow Sayin' "I will and I must get married For the humour is on me now" "Ah be quiet you foolish daughter And hold your foolish tongue You're better free and single And happy while you're young" But the daughter shook her shoulders And she milked her patient cow Sayin' "I will and I must get married For the humour is on me now" "And who are you to tell me that When you married young yourself And took me darlin' mother From off the single shelf" "Ah sure daughter dear go easy And milk your patient cow For a man may have his humour But the humour is off me now" "Well indeed I'll tell me mother The awful things you say Indeed I'll tell me mother This very blessed day" "Now daughter have a heart dear Or you'll cause a fearful row" "Well I will unless I marry For the humour is on me now" "Well if you must get married Will you tell me who's the man?" And quickly she did answer "There's William, James, and John A carpenter, a tailor, and a man to milk the cow For I will and I must get married For the humour is on me now" "Well if you must be married Will you tell me what you'll do?" "Sure I will," the daughter answered "Just the same as ma and you I'll be mistress of me dairy And me butter and me cow" "And your husband too I'll venture For the humour is on ya now" So at last the daughter married And married well-to-do She loved her darlin' husband For a month, a year or two But John was all a tyrant And she quickly rued her vow Sayin' I'm sorry that I married For the humor is off me now."