Jeff Wesley also recorded the song after having written a final verse which I feel really compliments the song. There a a few minor differences to the versions above.

I will go with my father

I will go with my father a-ploughing
To a green field by the sea
And the crows and the rooks and the seagulls
Will come flocking after me
I will see the patient horses
And the lark in the clear air
And my father will sing the plough song
That rejoices in the clearing share

I will go with my father a-sowing
To a red field by the sea
And the crows and the rooks and the starlings
Will come flocking after me
I will see the striding sower
And the finch on wings so low
And my father will sing the seed song
That only the old men know

I will go with my father a-reaping
To a brown field by the sea
And the crows and the rooks and the children
Will come flocking after me
I will see the tan-faced reaper
Work in the heat of the sun
And my father will sing the scythe song
That rejoices in the harvest done

I will go with my father a-threshing
To a barn set by the sea
And the crows and the rooks and the sparrows
Will come flocking after me
I will see the labouring thresher
Lift his flail high over his head
And my father will sing the flail song
That rejoices in wheat for our bread