Music

There's high and low, there's rich and poor, There's trades and crafts eneuch, man; But east and west his trade's the best, That kens to guide the pleugh, man. Chorus: Then come, weel speed my pleughman lad, And hey my merry pleughman; Of a' the trades that I do ken, Commend me to the pleughman. 2. His dreams are sweet upon his bed, His cares are light and few, man; His mother's blessin's on his head, That tents her weel, the pleughman. Chorus: 3. The lark sae sweet, that starts to meet The morning fresh and new, man; Blithe tho' she be, as blithe is he That sings as sweet, the pleughman. Chorus: 4. All fresh and gay, at dawn of day, Their labours they renew, man; Heaven bless the seed and bless the soil, And heaven bless the pleughman. Chorus:

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