Come home, lord^, singing, ["Harvest Lord," or foreman]
Come home, corn bringing.
'Tis merry in hall,
Where beards wag all.
Once had thy desire,
Pay workman his hire:
Let none be beguil'd,
Man, woman, nor child.
Thank God ye shall,
And adieu for all.
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