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Title
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Gay plough boy
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Singer
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Sawyer, David [Phoebus]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Come all you pretty ploughing boys and listen to my song,
A story I will tell to you - it won't detain you long.
For he will rise so early O and tends his team with joy,
And gladly does his duty like a gay plough boy, a gay plough boy.
Verse 2
There was a youthful damsel that lived in the grove,
Whose heart did seem contented with loyal peace and love;
Down in her father's garden O she sang sweet songs of joy,
And in her melody was praising of the gay plough boy, the gay plough boy.
Verse 3
Said the mother to the daughter - 'You seem to love him well,
It seems as if your tender heart all in his bosom does dwell;
For these lads are so rakish O young maidens to decoy,
Soon you shall see upon your knee the gay plough boy, the gay plough boy.'
Verse 4
Then thus replied Miss Patty -, 'That is just the lad for me,
For with him I could be happy, for his heart is gay and free;
For he would rise so early O and tend his team with joy,
And boldly do his duty like the gay plough boy, like the gay plough boy.'
Verse 5
Young William with his team was returning home from plough,
He showed me a ring of gold, my tongue could not say No.
He said - 'My pretty Patty O the parson we'll employ,
Then none will be so happy as the gay plough boy, as the gay plough boy.'
Verse 6
And now they are united and William goes to plough,
And Patty rises early to milk her spotted cow;
All in a rural cottage O there's none can them annoy,
How happy is Miss Patty and her gay plough boy, and her gay plough boy.
