"Song For A"

It was upon a Lammas night
When corn rigs are lovely
Beneath the Moon's unclouded light
I held away to Annie

The time flew by, with careless heed
‘Till, between the dark and dawn
With small persuasion she agreed
To see me thro' the barley
To see me thro' the barley

The sky was blue, the wind was still
The Moon was shining clearly
I set her down, with right good will
Among the rigs of barley
Among the rigs o' barley

I knew her heart was all my own
I loved her most sincerely
I kissed her over and over again
Among the rigs of barley
Among the rigs of barley

But by the Moon and stars so bright
That shone that hour so clearly!
She aye shall bless that happy night
Among the rigs o' barley
Among the rigs o' barley

I have been blythe with comrades dear
I have been merry drinkin’
I have been joyfull gatherin money
I have been happy thinkin’

But all the pleasures ever I saw
Tho' three times doubled fairly
That happy night was worth them all
Among the rigs of barley
Among the rigs of barley