What about 'The Ox-Plough Song' as sung by Johnny Collins and others?

Come all you sweet charmers and give me choice
There's nothing to compare with a ploughboys voice
To hear the little ploughboy singing so sweet
Make the hills and the valleys around us to meet

Chorus
And it's hark the little ploughboy gets up in the morn
Move along, jump along
Here comes the ploughboy with Spark and Beauty, Berry
Goodluck, Speedwell, Cherry, and it's walk along
We are the lads that can keep along the plough
We are the lads that can keep along the plough

In the heat of the day what a little we can do
We lay by the plough for an hour or two
On the banks of sweet violets where we take our rest
While the cool breezy winds blow around us so fast

If the farmer has no corn, no corn can he sow
Then the miller has no work for his mill also
And the baker has no bread for the poor to provide
If the plough should stand still we should all starve alive

And now to conclude my song must here have an end
I hope the little ploughboy won't ever need a friend
Here's health unto the ploughboy wherever he may be
Here's health to the ploughboy and God save the Queen