Avalon Rising

Avalon Rising

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Folk - Rock | San Francisco, California, United States
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Song Description

Girl falls in love with bad boy, but seems in a good mood about it. Features lots of Celtic harp, and is followed by rocking fiddle tune.

Lyrics

THE LARK IN THE MORNING

The lark in the morning, she rises off her nest
She goes off in the air with the dew all on her breast
And like the jolly ploughboy, she whistles and she sings
She goes home in the evening with the dew all on her wings.

Roger the ploughboy he is a dashing blade,
He goes whistling and singing through yonder leafy shade
He met with dark-eyed Susan, she's handsome, I declare
She's far more enticing than the birds all in the air.

CHORUS

As they were coming home from the rakes of the town,
The meadow bein' all mown and the grass had been cut down
As they should chance to tumble all on the new-mown hay
It's kiss me now or never, this bonnie lass would say.

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When twenty long weeks were over and past
Her mammy asked the reason why she thickened round the waist
It was the pretty ploughboy this young girl did say,
For he asked me for to tumble all on the new-mown hay.

CHORUS

Here's a health to you ploughboys where ever you may be
That likes to have a bonnie lass a-sittin' on each knee
With a pint of good strong porter he'll whistle and he'll sing
And the ploughboy is as happy as a prince or a king.

Song Length
4:55
Genres
World - Celtic, Folk - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Medium Fast (131 - 150)
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal
Moods
Charming, Pleasant

Subject Matter
Relationship, Bad Love


Language
English

Lyric Credits Traditional Irish
Music Credits Traditional Irish arr. Avalon Rising
Producer Credits Avalon Rising, Kristoph Klover & Mark Ungar
Publisher Credits Flowinglass Music
Performance Credits Avalon Rising
Label Credits Flowinglass Music