Jim, the Carter Lad



My name is Jim, the carter lad

A jolly cock am I.

I always am contented

Be the weather wet or dry.

I crack me fingers at the snow

And whistle at the rain,

And I've braved the storm for many a day

And can do so again.



cho: So it's crack, crack, goes me whip

I whistle and I sing.

I sit upon me wagon

I'm as happy as a king.

My horse is always willing

And for me, I'm never sad,

There's none can lead a jollier life

Nor Jim, the carter lad.

My father was a carrier

Many years e'er I was born;

He used to rise at daybreak

And go his round each morn.

He would often take me with him

Especially in the spring.

When I loved to sit upon the cart

And hear me father sing:



chorus:



It's now the girls all smile on me

As I go driving past,

The horse is such a beauty

As we jog along so fast.

We've traveled many a weary miles

But happy days we've had;

And there's none can use a horse more kind

Nor Jim, the carter lad.

chorus:

Now friends, I bid you all: Adieu

'Tis time I was away.

I know my horse will weary

If I much longer stay.

To see your smiling faces here

It makes me feel quite glad

And I know you'll grant your kind applause

To Jim, the carter lad.



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From Folksongs of Britain and Ireland, Kennedy

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