COUNTRY LIFE



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I like to rise when the sun she rises,

early in the morning

And I like to hear them small birds singing,

Merrily upon their layland

And hurrah for the life of a country boy,

And to ramble in the new mowed hay.





1. In spring we sow at the harvest mow

And that is how the seasons round they go

but of all the times choose I may

I'd be rambling through the new mowed hay.



2. In summer when the summer is hot

We sing, and we dance, and we drink a lot

We spend all night in sport and play

And go rambling in the new mown hay



3. In autumn when the oak trees turn

We gather all the wood that's fit to burn

We cut and stash and stow away

And go rambling in the new mown hay



4. In winter when the sky's gray

we hedge and ditch our times away,

but in summer when the sun shines gay,

We go ramblin' through the new mowed hay.



5. Oh Nancy is my darling gay

And she blooms like the flowers every day

But I love her best in the month of May

When we're rambling through the new mown hay



6. I like to hear the Morris dancers

Clash their sticks and drink our ale

I like to hear those bells a-ringing

As we ramble in the new mown hay



Recorded by Watersons - For Pence and Spicy Ale

@England @HARMONY @chorus

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