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The ploughboy

As a jolly young ploughboy was viewing his land
whilst his horses lay under a shade
He whistled and he sang as he gaily walked along
and by chance he espied a comely maid - comely maid
and by chance he espied a comely maid

This young man fell in love but her parents disappiered
and they vowed they would send him o’er th main
A pressgang they hired who seized him on his land
and they sent him to the wars to be slain - to be slain
and they sent him to the wars to be slain

But his love went to the harbour where the ship she did stay
to the captain she sorely did complain
The captain came on board saying: My pretty maid step in
for we’re going to the wars to be slain - to be slain
for we’re going to the wars to be slain

It’s out of her pockets she drew handfuls of gold
a hundred bright guineas and more
She freely laid them down and took her true love by th hand
and she led him still she brought him safe on shore - safe on shore
and she led him still she brought him safe on shore