O once I was a shepherd's boy
O once I was a shepherd boy
collected from Shepherd Hayden by Cecil Sharp, Bampton, Oxfordshire, 6th September 1909
- O once I was a shepherd boy
Kept sheep on Compton Down
Twas about two miles from Ilsley
It was called a market town
With my fol de rol, O the riddle oddy O
With my fol de rol i day - And in the morn when we do rise
And daylight do appear
Our breakfast we do get
To our fold we all do steer - And when we gets to our sheepfold
We merrily pitched him round
And all the rest part of the day
We sailed the downs all round - And when we gets up on the downs
Gazing ourselves all round
We see the storm is rising
And coming on all round - And now the storm is coming on
The rain fast down do fall
neither limb nor tree to shelter me
I must stand and take it all - And there we stand in our wet clothes
A-shining and shaking with cold
We dare not go to shift ourselves
Till we drive our sheep to fold - And now the storm is over
And that you may plainly see
I’ll never keep sheep on the downs any more
For there’s neither a limb nor tree
Cecil Sharp MSS, Folk Words