I Was Once A Young Ploughboy
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I was once a young ploughing boy
But a soldier I am now
I courted with my darling Sally
As I sang and I followed the plough
With her cheeks like the blushing roses
On a fine May morning in spring
But now I am a soldier
And I serve George, our king
Oh, Sally, my dearest Sally
Now I must part from thee
For to face this country's enemies
Wherever I'm told they be
With the big guns they do rattle
And the loud cannons they do roar
So here's adieu to old England
Now I must leave the shore
How happy is the laboring man
On a fine early morning in spring
When he ploughs, he sows and he harrows
And he hears the small birds sing
He is free from all care and strife, my love
When his daily labor is o'er
While the soldier is over the seas, my love
Where the loud cannons always roar
So I saluted my own true love
And I wished her goodbye
And away I marched into Lincoln town
Where the regiments they did lie
But when I'm in the field of battle
Oh, darling, will you pray for me?
And when the wars have ended, love
I'll return from over the sea