Chords:
{t: Lark In The Morning, The }
{artist: The Dubliners }
{key: Dm}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4B1kyHb4Lc
{c: Thanks to: Mazza, Clarence Valley Folk Sessions, NSW (Australia)}
The [Dm] Lark in the [F] morning she [C] rises off her [Am] nest
She goes [Dm] up in the air with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she [C] whistles and she [Am] sings.
She goes [Dm] home in the [F] evening with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] wings
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Oh [Dm] Roger the [F] plough-boy he [C] is a dashing [Am] blade,
He goes [Dm] whistling and singing through [C] yonder leafy [Dm] shade
He met with dark-eyed Susan, she's [C] handsome I de-[Am]clare,
And she's [Dm] far more ent-[F]icing than the [C] birds all in the [Dm] air.
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The [Dm] Lark in the [F] morning she [C] rises off her [Am] nest
She goes [Dm] up in the air with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she [C] whistles and she [Am] sings.
She goes [Dm] home in the [F] evening with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] wings
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As [Dm] they were [F] coming home from the [C] rakes of the [Am] town,
The [Dm] meadow being all mown and the [C] grass had been cut [Dm] down.
As they should chance to tumble all [C] on the new-mown [Am] hay
Oh it's [Dm] kiss me now or [F] never this [C] bonnie lass would [Dm] say.
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The [Dm] Lark in the [F] morning she [C] rises off her [Am] nest
She goes [Dm] up in the air with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she [C] whistles and she [Am] sings.
She goes [Dm] home in the [F] evening with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] wings
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When [Dm] twenty long [F] weeks were [C] over and [Am] past
Her [Dm] mammy asked the reason why she [C] thickened round the [Dm] waist.
It was the pretty ploughboy this [C] young girl then did [Am] say
For he [Dm] asked me for to [F] tumble, all [C] on the new-mown [Dm] hay.
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The [Dm] Lark in the [F] morning she [C] rises off her [Am] nest
She goes [Dm] up in the air with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she [C] whistles and she [Am] sings.
She goes [Dm] home in the [F] evening with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] wings
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Here's a [Dm] health to you [F] ploughboys wher-[C]ever you may [Am] be,
That [Dm] likes having a bonnie lass [C] sitting on each [Dm] knee.
With a pint of good strong porter, he'll [C] whistle and he'll [Am] sing
And the [Dm] ploughboy is as [F] happy as [C] a prince or a [Dm] king
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The [Dm] Lark in the [F] morning she [C] rises off her [Am] nest
She goes [Dm] up in the air with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she [C] whistles and she [Am] sings.
She goes [Dm] home in the [F] evening with the [C] dew all on her [Dm] wings
