Ploughman Lads by Nic Jones Lyrics

Down yonder glen there's a ploughman lad
And some summer day he'll be all my own
Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go

I'll love his face, I'll love his skin
I'll love the very cut he harrows in
Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go

Down yonder glen, could've gotten a miller
But all his dust would have made us choke
Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go

Down yonder glen, could've gotten a merchant
All of his goods were not worth a groat
Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go

Oh see him coming down from the town
With all of his ribbons hanging down
Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go
Sing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O
Ploughman lads are all the go