This song is "Wait for the Wagon" written by George P. Knauff. This specific recording of the song is by The 3 D's (later known as The D's), which is a Latter-day Saint (Mormon) folk band comprised of Duane Hiatt, Denis Sorenson, and Richard "Dick" Davis. The recording is from an interview of The 3 D's from Folk Music Worldwide (folkmusicworldwide.com/three-ds-mormon-folk.html).
Lyrics:
Will you come with me, my Phillis dear
To yon blue mountain free,
Where the blossoms smell the sweetest,
Come rove along with me.
It’s every Sunday morning
When I am by your side.
We’ll jump into the wagon,
And all take a ride.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Where the river runs like silver,
And the birds, they sing so sweet.
I have a cabin, Phillis,
And something good to eat.
So, listen to my story,
It will relieve my heart,
Come, jump into the wagon
And off we will start.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Do you believe, dear Phillis,
Old Mike with all his wealth
Can make you half so happy
As I with youth and health?
Oh, we’ll have a little farm,
A horse, a pig, a cow;
And you can mind the dairy,
And I will guide the plow.
So, wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Your lips are red as poppies,
Your hair so smooth and neat;
All braided up with daisies,
And hollyhocks so sweet.
It’s every Sunday morning
When I am by your side.
We’ll jump into the wagon
And we’ll all take a ride.
So, wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Together on life’s journey,
We’ll travel till we stop;
And if we have no trouble,
We’ll reach the happy top.
So, come with me, sweet Phillis,
My dear, my lovely bride,
We’ll jump into the wagon
And all take a ride.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Lyrics:
Will you come with me, my Phillis dear
To yon blue mountain free,
Where the blossoms smell the sweetest,
Come rove along with me.
It’s every Sunday morning
When I am by your side.
We’ll jump into the wagon,
And all take a ride.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Where the river runs like silver,
And the birds, they sing so sweet.
I have a cabin, Phillis,
And something good to eat.
So, listen to my story,
It will relieve my heart,
Come, jump into the wagon
And off we will start.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Do you believe, dear Phillis,
Old Mike with all his wealth
Can make you half so happy
As I with youth and health?
Oh, we’ll have a little farm,
A horse, a pig, a cow;
And you can mind the dairy,
And I will guide the plow.
So, wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Your lips are red as poppies,
Your hair so smooth and neat;
All braided up with daisies,
And hollyhocks so sweet.
It’s every Sunday morning
When I am by your side.
We’ll jump into the wagon
And we’ll all take a ride.
So, wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
Together on life’s journey,
We’ll travel till we stop;
And if we have no trouble,
We’ll reach the happy top.
So, come with me, sweet Phillis,
My dear, my lovely bride,
We’ll jump into the wagon
And all take a ride.
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
And we’ll all take a ride.
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