Song Lyrics

When I was a farmer servant I liked my bit of fun
I always minded my business as servants always done
Whenever my master he went out to view the fields so gay
I'de be round the back door with my bm bm bm and never a word to say, no,
Never a word to say.

It was on a Thursday afternoon my master to market did go
He told me to mind his business as servants always do
As soon as my master he was gone I blundered out of that barn
And I was round the back door with my bm bm bm and never a thought of harm, no,
Never a thought of harm.

The mistress she come to the door and asked me to come in
When I complained of the bellyache she give to me some gin
She give to me some gin, my boys, with never a word to say
Well, there I was with my bm bm bm and a-courting we went straightway, we did,
A-courting we went straightway.

Now we had not been a-courting not half an hour or more
Me mistress took so well to the sport, I thought she'd never give o'er
You've won my heart forever, she cried, your master no more for me.
For he can't manage the bm bm bm not half so good as thee, my love,
Not half so good as thee.

Well when my master he come home, he asked me how I got on
I told him I minded his business as servants always done
He give to me best ale, my boys, and little did he know
That I'd been there with my bm bm bm, if he had he'd never done so, I'm sure,
If he had he'd never done so.

Arr: Lloyd, Albert Lancaster, Trad

The duration of The Farmer's Servant is 2:23 minutes and seconds.