Ploughman Lads

Down yonder glen there's a ploughman lad

Some summer day he'll be all my own

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Singing, ladee-aye, singing ladee-oh

Ploughman lads are all the go

I love his face and I love his skin

I love the very cart he harrows in

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Down yonder glen, could've gotten a miller

But all of his dust would've made us choke

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Down yonder glen, could've gotten a merchant

But all of his goods were not worth a groat

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Oh, see him coming down from the town

With his ribbons all hanging down

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