Lark In The Morning Lyrics - Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins

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 air 

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