Chorus: The lark in the morning she rises off her nest

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And she goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast

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And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings

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She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings

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1. Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade,

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He goes whistling and singing for yonder leafy shade

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He met wirh dark-eyed Susan, she´s handsome, I declare,

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And she´s far more enticing than the birds all in the air.

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2. As they were coming home from the rakes of the town,

The meadow bein´ all mown and the grass had been cut down

As they should chance to tumble all on the new-mown hay

Oh, it’s kiss me now or never, this bonnie lass would say

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3. When twenty long weeks were over and had past

Her mammy asked the reason why she thickened round the waist

It was the pretty ploughboy this young girl then did say,

For he asked me for to tumble all on her new-mown hay.

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4. Here´s a health to you ploughboys where ever you may be

That likes to have a bonnie lass a-sittin´ on each knee

Witl a pint of good strong"porter he'll whistle and he'll sing

And the ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king

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