<Judy Collins> page <A Maid Of Constant Sorrow, 1961 & Golden Apples Of The Sun, 1962> album page |
Lark In The MorningThe lark in the morning she rises off her nestAnd goes off in the air with the dew on her breast Like a jolly plough boy she whistles and she sings And comes home in the evening with the dew on her wings Roger the ploughboy he is a bonny blade He goes whistlin' and singin' through yonder long shade He met with dark-eyed Susan she's handsome I declare And he bought her rows of ribbon for to roll around her hair He met with dark eyed Susan she's handsome I declare And she's far more enticing than the birds in the air |