Lark in the Morning Lyrics

The lark in the morning she rises off her nest

And goes off in the air with the dew on her breast

Like a jolly plough boy she whistles and she sings

And comes home in the evening with the dew on her wings



Roger the ploughboy he is a bonny blade

He goes whistlin? and singin? through yonder long shade

He met with dark-eyed Susan she's handsome I declare

And he bought her rows of ribbon for to roll around her hair



He met with dark eyed Susan she?s handsome I declare

And she?s far more enticing than the birds in the air