Henrik Norbeck's Song Lyrics

Eighteen Years Old

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I am eighteen years old today, mama, and I'm longing to be wed.
So buy for me a young man to comfort me, she said,
you must buy for me a young man who will be with me all night,
and I'll roll him in my ar-ms, and he'll be my heart's delight.

Ah, hold your tongue, dear daughter then, or your folds I will pull down.
Your silks and satins I will pull down, you must wear your morning gown.
I'll send you to the meadow for to rake and mow the hay
with your pike and shaft all in your hands you must earn your drink and tae.

Ah, hold your tongue, dear daughter then, I was forty before I wed,
although it was late, I thought it no weight to carry my maidenhead.
That may be the way with you, mama, but it isn't the way with me,
for I'm young and airy, light and crazy and married I long to be.

Ah, hold your tongue, dear daughter then, and I'll buy for you a man.
A man for me? Oh, mother, she said, you must hasten, you must and can.
The sooner the better, oh mother, she said, you must hasten a man to me
for I'm young and airy, light and crazy and married I long to be.

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