A Lover and His Lass

It was a lover and his lass
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding
Sweet lovers love the spring

This carol they began that hour
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
How that life was but a flower
In spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding
Sweet lovers love the spring

Between the acres of the rye
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie
In spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding
Sweet lovers love the spring

And therefore take the present time
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
For love is crownèd with the prime
In spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding
Sweet lovers love the spring.



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