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H E ploughman he's a bonny lad,

and a' his work's at leaſure;

And ay when he comes hame at e'en,

he kiſſes me with pleaſure

Chor. O the bonny ploughman lad,

O the bonny ploughman;

Of as the lads that I do fee,

commend me to the ploughman.

Now the blooming ſpring comes on,

he takes his yocking early:

A whiſtling o'er the ſurrow'd land,

he goes to fallow ear!v. O my, &c.

When my ploughman comes lame at e'en,

he's aſten wet and weary

Caſt aff the wet, put on the dry

gang to your bed my deary. O my, &c.

I will waſh my ploughman's koſe,

and I will waſh his o‘erlay:

And I will mak the ploughman's bed,

and cheer him late and early. O my, &c.

Plough you hill, and plough you dale,

plough you faugh or fallow:

Wha winna drink the ploughman's health,

is but a dirty fellow

Chor. Merry butt and merry hen,

merry is my ploughman;

Of a' the trades that I do ken,

commend me to the ploughman.