Chickens in the Garden Songtext
von The Watersons

When first I came down Yorkshire,
Not many years ago.
I met with a little Yorkshire gal,
And I′d have you know,
That she was so blithe, so buxom,
So beautiful and gay,
Now listen while I tell you,
What her Daddy used to say

Treat me daughter decent,
Don't do her any harm.
And when I die I′ll leave you both,
Me tiny little farm.
Me cow, me pigs, me sheep, me goats,
Me stock, me fields and barn.
And all the little chickens in the garden.


Well first I went to court the girl,
She was so awful shy.
She never said a blooming word,
While other folks was by.
But as soon as we were on our own,
She bade me to name the day,
Now listen while I tell you,
What her Daddy used to say,

Treat me daughter decent,
Don't do her any harm.
And when I die I'll leave you both,
Me tiny little farm.
Me cow, me pigs, me sheep, me goats,
Me stock, me fields and barn.
And all the little chickens in the garden.

Well at last I wed this Yorkshire gal,
So pleasing to me mind,
And ya′ll I did prove true to her,
So she′s proved true in kind.
We have three bairns, they're grown up now.
There′s a grandbairn on the way.
And when I look into their eyes,
I can hear their father say,


Treat me daughter decent,
Don't do her any harm.
And when I die I′ll leave you both,
Me tiny little farm.
Me cow, me pigs, me sheep, me goats,
Me stock, me fields and barn.
And all the little chickens in the garden.

End