Standard (EADGBE)
On a wagon bound for market there's a calf with a mournful eye
high above him there's a swallow winging swiftly through the sky
all the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might
love and laugh the whole day through
and half the summers night
Verse 2
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered never knowing the reason why
Why can't I have wings to fly with like the swallow I've learned to fly
all the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might
love and laugh the whole day through
and half the summers night