The Jolly Ploughboy

It was early one morning at the break of the day The farmer came to us and this he did say Come rise up my fellows with the best of good will Your horses need something their bellies to fill When four o'clock comes, me boys, it's up we do rise And off to the stables we merrily flies With a-rubbin' and a-scrubbin' our horses we'll go For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough When six o'clock comes, me boys, at breakfast we'll meet And with cold beef and pork we'll heartily eat With a piece in our pockets to the fields we do go For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough The farmer came to us and this he did say What have you been doing this long summer's day? You've not ploughed your acre, I'll swear and I'll vow You are all lazy fellows that follows the plough Then up spoke our carter and this he did cry We have all ploughed our acre, you tell us a lie We've all ploughed our acre, I'll swear and I'll vow We are all jolly fellows that follows the plough Then up spoke the farmer and laughed at the joke Oh, it's gone half past two boys it's time to unyoke Unharness your horses and rub them down well And I'll give you a jug of me very best ale So come all you young ploughboys where e'er you may be Come take this advice and be ruled by me Never fear any master where e'er you may go For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough For we're all jolly fellows that follows the plough