Heather Alexander Fresh Hops & Hemp
My home used to be on a faraway shore
Sit ye down laddie and tell us your tale
I fear now forever I'll see it no more
Fresh hops and hemp truly make a good ale
I serve under masters not cruel but not kind
Sit ye down laddie and tell us your tale
Of my health and hardships they pay little mind
Fresh hops and hemp truly make a good ale
CHORUS:
Brown, red or pale
Hearty and hale
Fresh hops and hemp truly make a good ale
My family and kinsfolk are far, far from me
But I wish them good fortune wherever they be
I miss my good children, I miss my fair wife
But I'll make what I can of this poor servant's life
One day I'll be lucky, my freedom to win
Then I'll roam through this country to find kith and
kin
As a free man I'll wander far to the west sea
And what service I do will be service to me
As a free man I'll purchase a house of my own
Made of good wood and good thatch and good stone
As a free man my days will be pleasure to keep
I'll live my life gently and pass in my sleep
But I work a long day and I sleep a short night
So this mug full of beer is a comforting sight
Pray talk with me friend while I finish this brew
With a few more like this I'll be in a good stew
REPEAT CHORUS TWICE
