The Lark In The Morning (Bob & Ron) Lyrics
The Lark In The Morning (Bob & Ron) - The Copper Family
The lark in the morning she arises
From her nest
And she ascends all
In the air with the dew upon her breast
And with the pretty ploughboy
She'll whistle and she'll sing
And at night she'll return to
Her own nest again
When his day's work is over
Oh what then will he do
Perhaps then into some near
Country wake he'll go
And with his pretty sweetheart
He'll dance and he'll sing
At night he'll return with his love back again
And as they return
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
The moon 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
For the ploughboy is
As happy as a prince or a king