Oats and beans and barley grows,
As you and I and every one knows,
Oats and beans and barley grows,
As you and I and every one knows,
Waiting for the partner.

First the farmer sows his seed,
Then he stands and takes his ease,
Stamps his feet and claps his hands,
And turns him round to view his lands,
Waiting for the partner.

Now you’re married you must obey,
Must be true in all you say,
Must be kind and must be good,
And help your wife to chop the wood,
Waiting for the partner.