G C/g G C/g G Oh hard is the fortune of all womankind G G /b /c D Dsus4 D It's always controlled, it's always confined D G /b /c D Controlled by her parents until she's a wife Cadd2 /b /a /c /b /a /c /b /a G Then slave to her husband for the rest of her life She is a poor girl, and her fortune is sad always been courted by the wagoner's lad He courted her truly both night and by day But now he is a-loaded and a-going away Your parents don't like me they say I'm too poor They say I'm not worthy to enter your door But I work for a living, my money's my own And them that don't like it can leave me alone My horses ain't hungry, and they don't need your hay Come sit down beside me for as long as you stay I'd go to Montana if the moon showed any light, But my pony can't travel this dark road tonight. I once had a sweetheart and her age was sixteen She's the flower of Belton and the rose of Seline. But her parents was against me, now she is the same, If I'd writ on your book, love, you just blot out my name. Hard is the fortune of all womankind It's always controlled, and it's always confined Controlled by her parents until she's a wife Then slave to her husband for the rest of her life.
Wagoner's Lad
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