There stands a man that ploughs up the land
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley stand
There stands a man that ploughs up the land
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley stand

Peas, beans, peas, beans
Peas, beans, oats and the barley

Do you or I or any one know
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley grow?
Do you or I or any one know
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley grow?

Peas, beans, peas, beans
Peas, beans, oats and the barley

Stand to your partners and then you will know
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley grow
Stand to your partners and then you will know
Where the peas, beans, oats and the barley grow

Peas, beans, peas, beans
Peas, beans, oats and the barley


Our Mistress's health we'll now begin
In spite of the Pope and the Spanish King
For she has got gold and silver in store
And when it is gone she will have some more
So here's to thee, my brother John
'Tis almost time that we were gone
We'll smoke, we'll drink, we'll stand aground
And so let the Mistress's health go round