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Glenariff, County Antrim, Northern Ireland

 
I Will Go With My Father A-ploughing
by Joseph Campbell (1879-1944)

I will go with my father a-ploughing 
To the green field by the sea, 
And the rooks and the crows and the seagull 
Will come flocking after me. 
I will sing to the patient horses 
With the lark in the while of the air, 
And my father will sing the plough-song 
That blesses the cleaving share. 

I will go with my father a-sowing 
To the red field by the sea, 
And the rooks and the gulls and the starlings 
Will come blocking after me. 
I will sing to the striding sowers 
With the finch on the greening slow, 
And my father will sing the seed-song 
That only the wise men know. 

I will go with my father a-reaping 
To the brown field by the sea, 
And the geese and the crows and the children 
Will come blocking after me. 
I will sing to the tanfaced reapers 
With the wren in the heat of the sun, 
And my father will sing the scythe-song 
That joys for the harvest done.

 

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