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charles villiers stanford - the merry month of may lyrics

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o, the month of may, the merry month of may
so frolic, so g+y, and so green, so green, so green!
o, and then did i unto my true love say
“sweet peg, thou shalt be my summer’s queen.”

now the nightingale, the pretty nightingale
the sweetest singer in all the [forest quire]1
entreats thee, sweet peggy, to hear thy true love’s tale:
lo, yonder she sitteth, her breast against a briar

but o, i spy the cuckoo, the cuckoo, the cuckoo;
see where she sitteth: come away, my joy:
come away, i prithee, i do not like the cuckoo;
should sing whеn my peggy and i kiss and toy

o, the month of may, the mеrry month of may
so frolic, so g+y, and so green, so green, so green;
and then did i unto my true love say
“sweet peg, thou shalt be my summer’s queen.”

- charles villiers stanford lyrics

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