[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:08.191]It's cold and raw the north winds blow
[00:10.416]Black in the morning early
[00:12.666]When all the hills were covered with snow,
[00:15.176]Oh then it was winter fairly,
[00:17.417]As I riding was riding o'er the moor,
[00:19.925]I met a farmer's daughter,
[00:21.927]Her cherry cheeks and sloe black eyes,
[00:24.418]They caused my heart to falter.
[00:27.671]I bowed my bonnet very low
[00:29.931]To let her know my meaning.
[00:31.923]She answered with a courteous smile,
[00:34.434]Her looks they were engaging.
[00:36.933]"Where are you bound my pretty maid,
[00:39.420]It's now in the morning early."
[00:41.181]The answer that she made to me,
[00:43.437]"Kind sir to sell me barley."
[00:46.175][01:02.687]
[01:02.671]"Now twenty guineas I've in my purse,
[01:04.671]And twenty more that's yearly,
[01:06.933]You need not go to the market town,
[01:09.174]For I'll buy all your barley.
[01:11.432]If twenty gunieas would gain the heart
[01:13.680]Of the maid I love so dearly,
[01:15.927]All for to tarry with me one night,
[01:18.187]And go home in the morning early."
[01:22.175][01:23.934]
[01:24.185]As I was riding o'er the moor
[01:25.937]The very evening after,
[01:28.167]It was my fortune for to meet
[01:30.422]The farmer's only daughter.
[01:32.670]Although the weather being cold and raw,
[01:36.423]With her I thought to parley.
[01:37.176]This answer then she made to me,
[01:41.434]"Kind sir I've sold me barley."