Ride [Harpsichord] [Instrumental]

My love he is a handsome man
The best you'll see
He's gone away, to the plantation
To pick coffee
Recruiter says he won't come back
And I need no longer bide
But I'm waiting here until the day
Of his lorry ride
My days are hard, my nights are long
And I am so alone
But I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
Yes I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
The recruiter says the hours are long
And the work it is so hard
He won't survive the cold hard nights
In the galleria
And in the fields he'll breathe the fumes
Of the dead insecticide
And anyway, he won't survive
The lorry ride
My days are hard, my nights are long
And I am so alone
But I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
Yes I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
My love he must work a twelve-hour day
Beneath the sun
And he must work for three long months
Before he's done
And he must sleep beside a dying man
Who's weeping from his burns
And I fear my love will not be so young
When he returns
My days are hard, my nights are long
And I am so alone
But I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
Yes I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
My love he is a handsome man
The best you'll see
He's gone away, to the plantation
To pick coffee
Recruiter says he won't come back
And I need no longer bide
But I'm waiting here until the day
Of his lorry ride
Yes I'll bide here until the day
Of his lorry ride
My days are hard, my nights are long
And I am so alone
But I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
Yes I'll dream a dream that will never end
When he comes home
Yes I'll dream a dream that will never end
If he comes home