Here you go, Flash Company, this is the version I sing

THE PLOUGHBOY (THE WARWICKSHIRE R.H.A.)

I am a jolly ploughboy and I'm ploughing up the fields all day,
'Til a silly little thought came into my head I thought I'd be away,
For I'm tired of the dear old country life since the day that I was born,
So I've been and joined the army and I'm off tomorrow morn.

I'll leave behind my pick and spade and I'll leave behind my plough,
I'll leave behind my old grey mare I shall not need her now,
And no more will I go harvesting or gathering the golden corn,
For I've been and joined the army and I'm off tomorrow morn.

Well there's one thing that I'll leave behind and that's my Nelly dear,
And I've promised I'll be true to her whether I be far or near,
And if ever I return again I'll let you all see me,
For we're going to do the churchyard walk and a sergeants wife she'll be.

Ch: The Ploughboy
And hurrah for the scarlet and the blue,
Helmets glistening in the sun,
And the bayonets flash like lightening to,
The beating of the military drum.
No more through fields of wheat I'll roam
Or among the waving corn
For I'm off to join the army
(I've taken the kings good shilling)
and I'm off tomorrow morn