The Hiring Fair(Live From The Mill， UK / 1987) - Fairport Convention

Fairport Convention - The Hiring Fair(Live)
I went down to the hiring
fair for to sell my labour
I noticed a maid in the
very next row hoped
She'd be my neighbour
Imagine then my delight when
the farmer picked us both
I spoke not a word in the
cart to the farm
Heart beat in my throat
My lodging was dry and my
master fair gave Full measure
Corn in the field my envy grew
For his house was my treasure
Watch her carry water
or drive cows from the
Byre
And the heat from the sun made
the corn grow strong
With it my desire
see her in my dreaming
in my dreams caress
Eyes her lips and her
The curves beneath her dress
But harvest time it came at last
so heavy was the task
That the women and the men
worked side by side
And I had her near at last
I swung harder with my scythe
few words between us
Passed
And I cursed my tongue-tied
youthfulness hoped
That she'd hear my heart
When all was safely gathered
in and we sat down to rest
My trembling fingers touched
her arm placed
Them on her breast
She turned to me
as the sun went down and all
My senses reeled
we lay there on the scented
ground and the moon rose
Over the field
She was safely gathered
in my arms when from the barn
Drifted the sound of a
violin and we hurried back to
The farm
All were dancing in
the lantern light and music
Filled the air
And I thanked my stars for
the harvest moon and the
Girl from the hiring fair