Jolly Ploughboys - Kate Rusby
It was early one morning at the break of the day
The farmer came to us and this he did say
Come rise up my fellows with the best of good will
Your horses need something their bellies to fill
When four o'colock comes me boys it's up we do rise
And off to the stables we merrily flies
With a-rubbin' and scrubbin' our horses we'll go
For we're all jollly fellows that follows the plough
When six o'clock comes me boys at breakfast we'll meet
And cold beef and pork we'll heartily eat
With a piece in our pockets to the fields we do go
For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough
The farmer come to this and he did say
What have you been doing this long summer's day
You've not ploughed your acre I'll swear and I'll vow
You are all lazy fellows that follows the plough
Then up spoke our carter and this he did cry
We have all ploughed our acre you tell us a lie
We've all ploughed our acre I'll swear and I'll vow
We are all jolly fellows that follows the plough
Then up spoke the farmer and laughed at the joke
Oh it's gone half past two boys it's time to unyoke
Unharness your horses and rub them down well
And I'll give you a jug of my very best ale
So come all you young ploughboys
Where e're you may be
Come take this advice and be ruled by me
Never fear any master where e're you may go
For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough
For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough
For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough
For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough
