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john ireland - 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
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.”

- john ireland lyrics

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