MORLEY, Thomas


On a Fair Morning as I Came by the Way

On a fair morning, as I came by the way,

Met I with a merry maid in the merry month of May,

When a sweet love sings his lovely lay,

And every bird upon the bush bechirps it up so gay.

With a heave and ho! with a heave and ho!

Thy wife shall be thy master, I trow.

Sing care away, care away, let the world go!

Hey, lustily, all in a row, all in a row,

Sing care away, care away, let the world go!