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T39959 ITS of an ancient Farmer you hear without delay, / And he went out unto his plow upon a stormy day, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 536 A New SONG call'd / The Churlish Husband. A New SONG call’d The Churlish Husband. A New SONG called The Churlish Husband. ?-?

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ITS of an ancient Farmer you hear without delay, And he went out unto his plow upon a stormy day, The rain and wind did blow so hard he could no longer stay, But home he ran like one stark mad and to his wife did say; Dear wife you and your children do live at home in ease, You little think of any work you do just as you please, But you shall take it turn about or I will break your bones, For in the morning you shall go to plow with my man John. His wife she was contented her husband for to please, So she to plow with John did go to keep the house at ease, She says John you shall hold the plow and I the team will drive, My husband he shall stay at home no fear but we shall thrive. She rose up early in the morn to plow with John she went, And left her husband warm in bed the children for to tent; But presently he did get up to give the child a clout, The sow and pigs they all got in and sh-t the house about. The pigs they wanted serving as we have often seen, They got into the dairy and filld themselves with cream; The milk pans and the cream pots they knocked them about, Besides the churn they did drive down before he got em out. O then he got the churn-staff to drive out all the pigs, Some he hit, and some he missd, and some he broke their legs, But still he drove them on, swore death should be their doom, The sow she turnd her head about and bit him by the thumb. He went into the parlour for to tie up his hand, The children they lay squalling and calling out for mam, Your mammy she is gone to plow and I am almost dead, One child fell out upon the floor the other fould the bed. When he had cleand the child again and put it into bed, He then fetched the spinning-wheel for to begin his trade, But while he washed a clout and hung the same to dry, His tow took fire and burnt the wfieel his work went all awry. This tired him of womens work it went with him so cross, He swore he would to plow again he would no more be nurse; When out he ran like one stark mad to call his wife from plow, But John he was kissing her behind the barley-mow. Come all you churlish husbands a warning take by me, Content yourselves with your own work or Cuckolds you will be, For I have tryd the womans work and like my own the best, So be not churls unto your wives tho you do see them rest.