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.