The Brisk Young Ploughboy

The Brisk Young Ploughboy (Bob & Jim) - The Copper Family

It was of a brisk young ploughboy

Come listen to this refrain

And join with me in chorus

And sing the ploughboy's praise

My song is of the ploughboy's praise

And unto you I'll relate the same

He whistles and sings and drives his plough

The brave ploughboy

So early in the morning the ploughboy he is seen

All hastening to the stable his horses for to clean

Their manes and tails he does comb straight

With chaff and corn he will them bate

And he'll endeavour to plough straight

The brave ploughboy

When he goes out in the morning

To harrow plough or sow

And with a gentle cast my boys

He'll give his corn a throw

All this I'll have you understand

Is just to fill the reaper's hand

Likewise I'll have you understand

It comes from the ploughboy

Now seedtime being over

The fields look fresh and gay

There's merry lads to mow

The grass while damsels make the hay

The small birds sing on every tree

The cuckoo joins sweet harmony

All welcome here as you may see

The brave ploughboy

Then haying being over

And harvest does draw near

Our Master he does welcome us

With plenty of beef and beer

We all sit round to drink our beer

While Peace and Plenty fill the year

And we'll be happy while we are here

And drink to the ploughboy

Now harvest being over

We start the plough once more

Our Master has invited us

Unlocks his cellar door

With cake and ale we have our fill

Because we've done our work so well

And there's no one can despise the skill

Of the brave ploughboy