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Title
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Out with my gun in the morning
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Singer
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Phillips, Amelia Gingell Mrs.
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
I love a jovial country life,
Happy am I with my home and my wife;
Some men are richer, I envy none;
I'm rich enough with my dog and my gun.
Early at morning I leave my home,
That is the time in the fields to roam!
People may frown on my low degree,
They say it is poor, but it just suits me.
Chorus
O love my wife, my pipe, and my glass,
Gaily along through life I do pass;
Happy and free just suits me,
And out with my gun in the morning.
Verse 2
Who'd lie in bed when the lark sings high,
Up in the blue and cloudless sky?
Gay as the birds to the fields I do go,
Back I return at the sunset's glow;
My dear little wife, as I cross the stile,
Welcomes me homes with her loving smile,
Perhaps other women may fairer be,
But she is my own, and she just suits me.
Chorus
Verse 3
Winter may come, and the winds may blow,
Safe in my home from frost and snow,
By my own fireside with my wife I sing,
I wouldn't change with a crowned king;
Happy I am in my little cot,
While I am content with my little lot,
People may frown at my low degree,
They say it is poor, but it just suits me.
Chorus
