There was a farm on yonder hill, up where the wind it blows-o
There lived a mother and her son and their bonnie old brown cow-o.
This cow was a bonnie cow but they needed money most-o
So she said, «Please take the cow, to market you must go-o.»
So he’s walked along the way, he’s walked but half the day-o
And there he’s spied a fair young maid, she says, «where are you bound-o?»
I’ll take this cow along the way Then I will, sell her On market day.
«You see this bonnie cow of mine? I’m taking her to market-o
Then I’ll return to my mother dear with money in my hand-o.»
So she’s took this young man’s arm, she says, «You handsome sir-o,
Come sit you down in the soft green grass, come rest awhile with me-o.
» She’s kissed him long, she’s kissed him strong, a fair game she did play-o,
And after playing not so hard, this young man he gave way-o.
I’ll take this cow along the way Then I will, sell her On market day.
When this young man he awoke both girl and cow were gone-o
Gone also were the shoes he wore and the trousers he had on-o.
Come all you young men near and far, never heed a maiden’s calling,
Never trust a girl with your mother’s cow, never let your trousers go
Falling downIn the green grass,
falling down In the green grass