Although very similar to the other postings, this is how I hear Michael Cooney's recording:

Buttercup Joe

Now do I be a fair young country boy
My father came from Fareham.
He had another six just like I,
By Christ, how he could rare 'em.
Now, do my mum make dumplings nice,
I bet you'd like to try 'em.
I've yet to find me a better one,
A country boy like I am.

CHORUS:
For I can drive a plow and milk a cow.
I can reap and mow.
I'm as fresh as a daisy that grows in the field,
And they calls I Buttercup Joe.

Now there be a pretty girl that I love,
They calls her our Mary.
She works busy as a bumblebee
Down in old Jones's dairy.
Now her can cook and her can sew
And use the smoothing iron,
And I'm gonna take her for a wife,
A country boy like I am.

Now we're gonna buy us our own farm
When I puts by some money.
We'll put the bees in sacks of corn
They can make us bread and honey.
And I'll have hops in every field
And a big oast house to dry 'em.
I'll brew the best ale in the land,
A country boy like I am.

Now Mary, her wants family,
And I will not oppose it.
She's got one of them on the way,
And I don't think that she knows it.
So we'll get married in yonder church
Before it's lambing time
And settle down to raise some girls
And country boys like I am.