Misc Traditional – The Lark In The Morning (Ukulele)

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The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

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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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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 with 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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The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

         Am                      G              Am
She goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast

                                 G                Em
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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As they were coming home from the rakes of the town,

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The meadow being all mown and the grass had been cut down

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

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

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The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

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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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When twenty long weeks were over and past

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Her mammy asked the reason why she thickened round the waist

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It was the pretty ploughboy, this girl then did say

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For he asked me for to tumble, all on the new-mown hay

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The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

         Am                      G              Am
She goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast

                                 G                Em
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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Here's a health to you ploughboy, wherever you may be,

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That likes having a bonnie lass sitting on each knee

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With a pint of good strong porter, he'll whistle and he'll sing

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

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The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest

         Am                      G              Am
She goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast

                                 G                Em
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings

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