Chorus-O can ye labour lea, young man,
O can ye labour lea?
It fee nor bountithshall us twine
Ginye can labour lea.
I fee’d a man at Michaelmas,
Wi’airlepennies three;
But a’the fautI had to him,
He could nalabour lea,
O can ye labour lea, &c.
O clappin’s gudein Febarwar,
An’ kissin’s sweet in May;
Butmy delight’s the ploughman lad,
That weelcan labour lea,
O can ye labour lea, &c.
O kissin is the keyo’luve,
And clappin’ is the lock;
An’makin’ o’s the best thing yet,
That e’era young thing gat.
O can ye labour lea, &c.