- Unite and unite and let us all unite,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- And whither we are going we will all unite,
- In the merry morning of May.
- Arise up Mr. ..... I know you well afine,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- You have a shilling in your purse and I wish it were in mine,
- In the merry morning of May.
- All out of your beds,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- Your chamber shall be strewed with the white rose and the red
- In the merry morning of May.
- Where are the young men that here now should dance,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- Some they are in England some they are in France,
- In the merry morning of May.
- Where are the maidens that here now should sing,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- They are in the meadows the flowers gathering,
- In the merry morning of May.
- Arise up Mr. ..... with your sword by your side,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- Your steed is in the stable awaiting for to ride,
- In the merry morning of May.
- Arise up Miss ..... and strew all your flowers,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- It is but a while ago since we hove strewed ours,
- In the merry morning of May.
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- O! where is St. George,
- O!, where is he O,
- He is out in his long boat on the salt sea O.
- Up flies the kite and down tails the lark O.
- Aunt Ursula Birdhood she had an old ewe
- And she died in her own Park O.
- With the merry ring, adieu the merry spring,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- How happy is the little bird that merrily doth sing,
- In the merry morning of May.
- The young men of Padstow they might if they would,
- Far summer is acome unto day,
- They might have built a ship and gilded her with gold,
- In the merry morning of May.
- The young women of Padstow might if they would,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- They might have made a garland with the white rose and the red,
- In the merry morning of May.
- Arise up Mr. ..... and reach me your hand,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- And you shall have a lively lass with a thousand pounds in hand.
- In the merry morning of May.
- Arise up Miss ..... all in your cloak of silk,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- And all your body under as white as any milk,
- In the merry morning of May.
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- O! where is St. George,
- O!, where is he O,
- He is out in his long boat on the salt sea O.
- Up flies the kite and down tails the lark O.
- Aunt Ursula Birdhood she had an old ewe
- And she died in her own Park O.
- Now fare you well and bid you all good cheer,
- For summer is acome unto day,
- We call no more unto your house before another year,
- In the merry morning of May.
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