"Is my team ploughing
That I was used to drive
And hear the harness jingle
When I was man alive?"
Ay, the horses trample
The harness jingles now;
No change though you lie under
The land you used to plough
"Is football playing
Along the river-shore
With lads to chase the leather
Now I stand up no more?"
Ay, the ball is flying
The lads play heart and soul;
The goal stands up, the keeper
Stands up to keep the goal
"Is my girl happy
That I thought hard to leave
And has she tired of weeping
As she lies down at eve?"
Ay, she lies down lightly
She lies not down to weep:
Your girl is well contented
Be still, my lad, and sleep
"Is my friend hearty
Now I am thin and pine
And has he found to sleep in
A better bed than mine?"
Yes, lad, I lie easy
I lie as lads would choose;
I cheer a dead man's sweetheart
Never ask me whose
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