He gave no ground and he asked for none to be given.
Lark in the morning
Luke Kelly & The Dubliners Lyrics
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She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
He met with pretty Susan, she's handsome I declare
She is far more enticing then the birds all in the air
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
One evening coming home from the rakes of the town
The meadows been all green and the grass had been cut
Down
As I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay
Oh, it's kiss me now or never love, this bonnie lass
Did say
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
When twenty long weeks they were over and were past
Her mommy chanced to notice how she thickened round the
Waist
It was the handsome ploughboy, the maiden she did say
For he caused for to tumble all in the new-mown hay
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
Here's a health to y'all ploughboys wherever you may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass a sitting on his knee
With a jug of good strong porter you'll whistle and
You'll sing
For a ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
The song "Lark in the Morning" by Luke Kelly & The Dubliners paints a picture of the joyous lives of ploughboys and the simple pleasures they enjoy. The first verse describes the beautiful lark leaving her nest in the morning and returning home in the evening with dew on her breast and wings, reminiscent of the daily routine of the ploughboys, who work hard during the day but still find time for merriment and pleasure.
The second verse introduces us to Roger the ploughboy, who is "a dashing blade" that goes "whistling and singing over yonder leafy shade." He meets pretty Susan, who is more enticing than the birds in the air. This verse also emphasizes the theme of music and joy, with the ploughboy's whistling and singing around the countryside.
The third verse tells the story of a chance encounter between the ploughboy and a bonnie lass in the new-mown hay. She asks him to "kiss me now or never love," demonstrating the spontaneous nature of their romance. The fourth verse reveals the consequence of their passion, with the lass becoming pregnant. The song ends with a toast to all ploughboys, and their simple pleasures of having a bonnie lass on their knee and a jug of good strong porter to drink.
Line by Line Meaning
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
The morning lark awakens and takes flight from its nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her Breast
The lark returns home in the evening with dew on its breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
The lark, like a jolly ploughboy, whistles and sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her Wings
The lark returns home in the evening with dew on its wings
Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
Roger, the ploughboy, is a handsome young man
He goes whistling and singing over yonder leafy shade
Roger whistles and sings as he walks through the shady trees
He met with pretty Susan, she's handsome I declare
Roger met a pretty girl named Susan, who is very attractive
She is far more enticing then the birds all in the air
Susan is more alluring than the birds flying in the sky
One evening coming home from the rakes of the town
One evening, while returning from town
The meadows been all green and the grass had been cut Down
The meadows were green and the grass had just been cut
As I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay
As I fell into the newly cut hay
Oh, it's kiss me now or never love, this bonnie lass Did say
The pretty girl asked me to kiss her or it may never happen
When twenty long weeks they were over and were past
After twenty weeks had gone by
Her mommy chanced to notice how she thickened round the Waist
Her mother noticed that she had gained weight around her waist
It was the handsome ploughboy, the maiden she did say
The pretty girl declared that it was the handsome ploughboy's child
For he caused for to tumble all in the new-mown hay
He is responsible for making her fall into the hay and conceive a child
Here's a health to y'all ploughboys wherever you may be
A toast to all the ploughboys wherever they may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass a sitting on his knee
Who enjoy having a pretty girl sitting on their lap
With a jug of good strong porter you'll whistle and You'll sing
Drink a jug of strong porter and you'll whistle and sing
For a ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king
Because a ploughboy is just as happy as a prince or king
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@Victor-nw3ge
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
Oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
He goes whistling and singing over yonder leafy shade
He met with pretty Susan, she's handsome I declare
She is far more enticing then the birds all in the air
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
One evening coming home from the rakes of the town
The meadows been all green and the grass had been cut
Down
As I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay
Oh, it's kiss me now or never love, this bonnie lass
Did say
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
When twenty long weeks they were over and were past
Her mommy chanced to notice how she thickened round the
Waist
It was the handsome ploughboy, the maiden she did say
For he caused for to tumble all in the new-mown hay
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
Here's a health to y'all ploughboys wherever you may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass a sitting on his knee
With a jug of good strong porter you'll whistle and
You'll sing
For a ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Breast
And like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
Wings
@JonDoe-vd1iu
Please put this in desctiption :)The Dubliners - The Lark In The Morning lyrincs
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
and lithe the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings
oh, Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade
he goes whistling and singing over yonder leafy shade
Oh met with pretty Susan, she's handsome I declare
the lark in the morning she rises off her nest She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
and like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
one evening coming home from the rakes of the town
the meadows been all green and the grass had been cut
down
as I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay
oh, it's kiss me now or never, this bonnie lass
did say
the lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
and like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
she goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
wings
when twenty long weeks, they were over and had passed
her mommy chanced to notice how she thickened round the
waist
it was the handsome ploughboy, the maiden she did say
for he caused for to tumble all in the new mown hay
the lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
and like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
she goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
wings
here's a health to y'all ploughboys wherever you may be
that likes to have a bonnie lass a sitting on his knee
with a jug of good strong porter you'll whistle and you'll sing
for a ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king
the lark in the morning she rises off her nest
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her breast
and like the jolly ploughboy she whistles and she sings
she goes home in the evening with the dew all on her
wings
@freemindthinkerezrapound5071
No matter where the song comes from until the dubliners sing it you will never hear it beyond it's village
@Haselfuchs
When I found out I was pregnant, that was the first song in my mind!!! How poetic to compare the pregnancy with the carer Lark making her nest....I LOVE THE IRISH BECAUSE THEY ARE DEEP AND FUNNY BOTH TIMES.
@denismurray868
the unmistakable voice of Jim Mc Cann RIP old friend
@TheKBSeriesAuthor
This song is so catchy! I can't stop humming it after listening or even thinking about it. I can't usually listen to it just once but several in a row. Lol! This is my favorite Irish song.
@Wotsitorlabart
It's an English folk song.
@ElaineDean-jd5mv
It’s an English folk song.
@ChoppingtonOtter
If I think about this song I end up whistling it all day long :-)
@TheKBSeriesAuthor
Lolololol! Same here! It is so catchy!
@jaxonz
i dont care no one likes you@@TheKBSeriesAuthor
@MCDLHOTP
RIP Jim McCann, such a fantastic musician!