The Jolly Waggoner

When first I went a-waggoning a-wagging did go

It filled me poor old parents hearts with sorrow grief and woe

And many were the hardships that I did under go

Sing woah my lad 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 through to the skin

But out there it?s with contented heart until I get to the inn

And there I?ll sit drinking with the landlord and his kin

Sing woah my lad sing woah drive on my lads drive on

Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?

Now summer is a coming on what pleasure we shall see

A small bird shall be singing high up on every tree

The blackbirds and the thrush are whistling merrily

Sing woah my lad sing woah drive on my lads drive on

Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?

Now Michaelmas is coming what pleasures we shall see

I'll make the gold to fly my boys like chaff before the breeze

And every lad shall take his lass and sit her on his knee

Sing woah my lad sing woah drive on my lads drive on

Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?

Well things is greatly altered now since waggons here were seen

The world's gone topsy-turvy lads and things is run by steam

And the whole world passes before me just like a morning dream

Sing woah my lad sing woah drive on my lads drive on

Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?

Sing woah my lad sing woah drive on my lads drive on

Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner?