Waggoner Lad

Pullin' away, he's pullin' away
Now his wagons are loaded and he's pullin' away

Hard luck is the fortune of all womankind
They're always controlled, they're always confined
Controlled by their parents until they are wives
Then slaves to their husbands the rest of their lives

I once knew a girl, and her story is sad
She always was courted by the wagoner lad
He courted her truly, by night and by day
Now his wagons are loaded, he's pullin' away

Pullin' away, he's pullin' away
Now his wagons are loaded and he's pullin' away

"Your parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm not worthy to enter your door
I make my own living, my money's my own
And if they don't like me, they can leave me alone."

He got in his wagon, his switch in his hand
"Come sit down beside me, for as long as you can."
"I can't sit beside you, I can't hold your hand.
So fare-thee-well, darlin', I'm leavin' this land.

Pullin' away, he's pullin' away
He got in his wagon, he's pullin' away,
He's pullin' away

Move 'em out!



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Writer(s): Bowers, Madden, Sennett
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