The lark in the morning she rises off her nest And 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 airTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
