The Dubliners - The Lark In The Morning lyrics
[The Dubliners - The Lark In The Morning lyrics]
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
He goes whistling and singing
Over yonder leafy shade
He met with pretty Susan
She's handsome I declare
She is far more enticing then the
Birds all in the air
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
One evening coming home from the
Rakes of the town
The meadows been all green and
The grass had been cut down
As I should chance to tumble
All in the new-mown hay
Oh, it's kiss me now or never love
This bonnie lass did say
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
When twenty long weeks they were
Over and were past
Her mommy chanced to notice how
She thickened round the waist
It was the handsome ploughboy
The maiden she did say
For he caused for to tumble
All in the new-mown hay
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
Here's a health to y'all ploughboys
Wherever you may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass
A sitting on his knee
With a jug of good strong
Porter you'll whistle and you'll sing
For a ploughboy is as happy as
A prince or a king
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
He goes whistling and singing
Over yonder leafy shade
He met with pretty Susan
She's handsome I declare
She is far more enticing then the
Birds all in the air
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
One evening coming home from the
Rakes of the town
The meadows been all green and
The grass had been cut down
As I should chance to tumble
All in the new-mown hay
Oh, it's kiss me now or never love
This bonnie lass did say
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
When twenty long weeks they were
Over and were past
Her mommy chanced to notice how
She thickened round the waist
It was the handsome ploughboy
The maiden she did say
For he caused for to tumble
All in the new-mown hay
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings
Here's a health to y'all ploughboys
Wherever you may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass
A sitting on his knee
With a jug of good strong
Porter you'll whistle and you'll sing
For a ploughboy is as happy as
A prince or a king
The lark in the morning she
Rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she
Whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with
The dew all on her wings