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THE WAGONER'S LAD (Loving Nancy)


(trad./Buell Kazee)


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Covered by Bob Dylan during 1988 and 1989 legs of the "Never-Ending Tour."

Likely source: Buell Kazee, Brunswick 2138 (064), 1928; reissued as track No. 7 on Harry Smith's compilation "Anthology of American Folk Music" (3 vols., 6 LP) (FA 2951/2952/2953, 1952)


Lyrics as performed by Buell Kazee, ibid.,
transcribed by Manfred Helfert.

A version with slight variations in lyrics (along with a downloadable .wav file) can be found at Roger McGuinn's "Folk Den."


Lord, hard is the fortune of all womankind.
They're always controlled, they're always confined;
Controlled by their parents until they are wives,
Then slaves to their husbands for the rest of their lives. I been a poor girl, my fortune is sad.
I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad.
He courted me daily, by night and by day;
And now he is loaded and going away. Your parents don't like me because I am poor;
They say I'm not worthy of entering your door.
I work for my living, my money's my own,
And if they don't like me, they can leave me alone. Your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay.
Come sit down here by me as long as you stay.
My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay;
So fare you well, darling, I'll be on the way. Your wagon needs greasing, your whip is to mend.
Come sit down here by me as long as you can.
My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand;
So fare you well, darling, no longer to stand.


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