Lyrics:

We shepherds are the best of men who e'er trod English ground
And when we reach an alehouse, we value not a crown
We drink our liquor freely and pays before we go
For there is no ale out on the wold, where stormy winds do blow
A man who is a shepherd must have a valiant heart
He must not be too timid, but bravely play his part
He must not be faint-hearted, be it ice or rain or snow
For there is no ale out on the world where the stormy winds do blow
We shepherds are the best of men who e'er trod English ground
And when we reach an alehouse we value not a crown
We drink our liquor freely and pays before we go
For there is no ale out on the wold where the stormy winds do blow
When I keep sheep on Blockley Hill, it made my heart to weep
To see the ewes hang out their tongues and hear the lambs to bleat
So I plucked up me courage and o'er the hills did go
For to pen my sheep out in the folds where the stormy winds do blow
We shepherds are the best of men who e'er trod English ground
And when we reach an alehouse we value not a crown
We drink our liquor freely and pays before we go
For there is no ale out on the wold where stormy winds do blow

And when I safely pen my sheep, I turned my back in haste
Unto some jovial company, good liquor for to taste
For drink and jovial company, they are my heart's delight
Uh, while my sheep safely sleep until the morning light
We shepherds are the best of men who e'er trod English ground
And when we reach an alehouse we value not a crown
We drink our liquor freely, and we pays before we go
For there is no ale out on the wolds, where the stormy winds do blow
Yeah, there is no ale out on the wolds where the stormy winds do blow