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The[C] lark in the morning she a[G]rises from her[Em] nest
And she ascends[Am] all in the air with the dew[G] upon
her[Am] breast
And [Am]with the pretty ploughboy she'll[G] whistle and she'll[Em] sing
And at night[Am] she'll return
to her own[G] nest a[Am]gain
When his day's work is over, oh what then will he do
Perhaps then into some country
wake he'll go
And with his pretty sweetheart, he'll dance and he'll sing
And at night he'll return with his love back
again
And as they returned from the wake unto the town
The meadows they are mowed and the grass it is cut down
The
nightingale she whistles upon the hawthorn spray
And the moon it is a shining upon the new mown hay
Good luck unto
the ploughboys wherever they may be
They will take a winsome lass for to sit upon their knee
And with a jug of beer
boys, they'll whistle and they'll sing
And the ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king
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