I own a horse of beauty,
With shoes of silver bright.
And he who grooms that silken mane
Shall know my heart's delight.
I own the finest oxen
That ever grazed the mead,
And he who sings their ev'ning call,
Shall never know love's need.
I own a golden cornfield
Beyond the western sea,
And he who brings that harvest home
Will bring my love to me.
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Source: Singing Together, Spring 1981, BBC Publications
Welsh. Words by John Emlyn Edwards.