Oats and beans and barley corns,
You nor I nor any one knows;
You nor I nor any one knows
How oats and beans and barley grows.
As the sower sows his seed,
As he stands he takes his ease,
Stamps his foot and claps his hands,
And turns him round to view the land.
Waiting for a partner,
Open the ring and take one in.
Now you’re married, &c.
[same as Much Wenlock.]
—Long Eaton, Nottinghamshire (Miss Youngman).
Hop or beans or barley corn,
You or I or any one all:
First the farmer sows his seed,
Then he stands and takes his ease;
He stamped his foot and he clapped his hand,
And turned around the bugle land,
Waiting for a partner, a partner, a partner,
He opened the ring and called one in,
And now he’s got a partner.
Now you’re married we wish you good joy,
First the girl and then the boy;
Love one another like sister and brother,
And pray each couple to kiss together.
—Sporle, Norfolk (Miss Matthews).
See the farmer sow his seed,
See he stands and takes them in,
Stamps his foot and claps his hand,
And turns him round to view the land.
O! waiting for a partner,
O! waiting for a partner,
Open the ring and take one in.
Now you’re married, &c.
[same as Much Wenlock.]
—Earls Heaton, Yorks. (H. Hardy).