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.
1 | Canadee - I - O |
2 | The Humpback Whale |
3 | Annan Water |
4 | Sir Patrick Spens |
5 | The Outlandish Knight |
6 | Little Musgrave |
7 | The Bonny Bunch Of Roses |
8 | William Glen |
9 | Clyde Water |
10 | Rose Of Allendale |