The Sheep Stealer Lyrics by Lloyd
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The Sheep StealerI am a brisk lad but my fortune is bad,And I am most wonderful poor.Oh, indeed I intend my life for to mendAnd to build a house down on the moor, brave boysAnd to build a house down on the moor.The farmer he do keep fat oxen and sheepIn a neat little nag on the downs.In the middle of the night when the moon do shine bright,There's a number of work to be done, brave boys,There's a number of work to be done.Then I'll roam all around in another man's ground,And I'll take a fat sheep for my own.Oh, I'll end his life by the aid of my knifeAnd then I will carry him home, brave boys,And then I will carry him home.My children will pull the skin from the eweAnd I'll be in a place where there's none.When the constable do come, I'll stand with my gunAnd swear all I have is my own, brave boys,And swear all I have is my own.From Lloyd, Folk Song in Englandfilename[ SHPSTEALplay.exe SHPSTEALRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
The Sheep StealerI am a brisk lad but my fortune is bad,And I am most wonderful poor.Oh, indeed I intend my life for to mendAnd to build a house down on the moor, brave boysAnd to build a house down on the moor.The farmer he do keep fat oxen and sheepIn a neat little nag on the downs.In the middle of the night when the moon do shine bright,There's a number of work to be done, brave boys,There's a number of work to be done.Then I'll roam all around in another man's ground,And I'll take a fat sheep for my own.Oh, I'll end his life by the aid of my knifeAnd then I will carry him home, brave boys,And then I will carry him home.My children will pull the skin from the eweAnd I'll be in a place where there's none.When the constable do come, I'll stand with my gunAnd swear all I have is my own, brave boys,And swear all I have is my own.From Lloyd, Folk Song in Englandfilename[ SHPSTEALplay.exe SHPSTEALRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===