.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' .
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