Lyrics The Wanton Seed - A. L. Lloyd
The
Wanton
Seed
As
I
walked
out
one
spring
morning
fair,
To
view
the
fields
and
take
the
air,
There
I
heard
a
pretty
girl
making
her
complain
And
all
she
wanted
was
the
chiefest
grain,
the
chiefest
grain.
And
all
she
wanted
was
the
chiefest
grain.
I
said
to
her,"
My
pretty
maid
Come
tell
me
what
you
stand
in
need"
"Oh
yes
kind
sir
you're
the
man
to
do
the
deed,
For
to
sow
my
meadow
with
the
wanton
seed,
the
wanton
seed,
For
to
sow
my
mewadow
with
the
wanton
seed."
Then
I
sowed
high
and
I
sowed
low
And
under
the
bush
the
seed
did
grow
It
sprang
up
so
accidentally
without
any
weed
And
she
always
remembered
the
wanton
seed,
the
wanton
seed
And
she
always
remembered
the
wanton
seed.
From
Lloyd,
Folk
Song
in
England
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