The heart is the fortune of all women kind They`re always controlled, they`re always confined Controlled by their parents until they are wives Then slaves to their husbands the rest of their lives
I am a poor girl, my fortune is sad I`ve always been courted by the wagoner`s lad He courted my dailey, by night and by day Now his wagon is loaded and he`s going away
Your parents don`t like me because I am poor They say I`m not worthy of entering your door I work for my living, my money`s my own If they don`t like me they can leave me alone
Your horses are hungry go feed them some hay Come sit down here by me as long as you stay My horses ain`t hungry, they won`t eat your hay So fair thee well darlin. I`ll feed on my way
Your wagon needs greasin`, you whip is to mend Come sit down here by me as long as you can My wagon is greasy, my whip`s in my hand So fair thee well darlin` no longer to stand
The heart is the fortune of all women kind They`re always controlled, they`re always confined Controlled by their parents until they are wives Then slaves to their husbands the rest of their lives
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