X:113
T:Lark in the Morning, The
R:song
D:The Dubliners
D:Quilty
Z:id:hn-song-113
M:6/8
L:1/8
Q:3/8=110
K:Edor
B | B3 B2c | d3 d2B | A2F E2F | D3-D
EF | (G2F) G2A | (B2d) B2A | G2E (FE)D | E3-E2
e | e2E E2E | e3 d2B | A2F E2F | D3
E2F | (G2F) G2A | B2d B2A | G2E (FE)D | E3-E2 ||
B | B3 B2c | d3 d2B | A2F E2F | D3 
E2F | G2F G2A | B2d B2A | G2E (FE)D | E3-E2
e | e2E E2E | e3 d2B | A2F E2F | D3
E2F | (G2F) G2A | B2d B2A | G2E (FE)D | E3-E2 ||
W:Chorus:
W:The lark in the morning she rises off her nest,
W:She goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast,
W:And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings,
W:She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings.
W:
W:Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade,
W:He goes whist-ling and singing over yonder green glade.
W:He met with dark-eyed Susan, she's handsome I declare,
W:And she's far more enticing than the birds all in the air.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:One evening coming home from the rakes of the town,
W:The meadows being all mown and the grass has been cut down.
W:If I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay,
W:For, it's kiss me now or never love, this bonnie lass did say.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:When twenty long weeks they were over and were past,
W:Her mummy chanced to notice how she'd thickened around her waist.
W:"It was the jolly ploughboy", the maiden she did say,
W:For he caused me for to tumble all in the new-mown hay.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Here's a health to all you ploughboys wherever you may be,
W:That like to have a bonnie lass a-sitting on his knee.
W:With a pint of good strong porter he'll whistle and he'll sing,
W:And the ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king.
W:
W:Chorus