The Wind and the Rain

When that I was a lad so wee
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
In kind and labor we paid our fee
And the rain it raineth every day

When I had grown full many a day
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
Then coin was allowed our rent to pay
And the rain it raineth every day

Now that I hold my father's stead
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
The lords say coin, and naught instead.
And the rain it raineth every day

Such a one is no lord true
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
Who holds coin worth more than land or due
And the rain it raineth every day

So let us rise and throw them down
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
Who try to take what's not their own
And the rain it raineth every day

Who knows the worth of deed and fee
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
Will hold the lands so we are free
And the rain it raineth every day

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