The Sheep Stealer
From Fog & Fire, 2008	Traditional.
I am a brisk lad, And my fortune is sad. Oh I am most wonderful poor. Now indeed I intend For my fortunes to mend, And I値l build a house down by the moor, my brave boys. I will build a house down by the moor.
I値l ride all around On another man痴 ground And I値l take a fat sheep for my own. And I値l end of its life By the aid of my knife. And then I will carry it home, my brave boys. And then I will carry it home.
My children shall pull All the skin from the ewe And I値l go to a place where there痴 none. And when the constables do come I will stand with my gun And I値l swear all I have is my own, my brave boys. I値l swear all I have is my own.
I am a brisk lad, And my fortune is sad. Oh I am most wonderful poor. Now indeed I intend For my fortunes to mend, And I値l build a house down by the moor, my brave boys. I will build a house down by the moor.
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