Seven years tending Laban's sheep
The herds I tended soon would yield my prize
This lovely girl my labor buys
I led these sheep around, shepherding was my chore
Seven years for it, wouldn't you know it
Then I'm confounded by my wedding ware
My lovely Rachel's not there
Her sister Leah is the one I'm with
I tell Laban, it's not fair
Since Leah's not a bride
With her I must abide
Seven years for it, I didn't know it
And to make Rachel my wife
Seven more years of my life
All these sheep things that I mind
I paid her dowry, no she wasn't free
Seven years tending Laban's sheep
The herds became real thick and wealth would grow
But family is calling me
The time I'd waited for, had finally come to be
Spent so long for it, had to go for it
Leah, Rachel, each my wife
Twenty-one years of my life
All these sheep things that I mind
All these sheep things that I mind
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