Friday, May 1, 2009

Bedford May Carol

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We've been a-rambling all the night
And the best part of the day
And now we are returning back again
We have brought you a branch of May

A branch of May, my dear I say
And at your door it stands
It's nothing but a sprout but it's well budded out
By the work of our Lord's hands

Arise, arise, you fair pretty maid
And bring your May bush in
Or else in the morning if it should be gone
You'll say we've never been

Arise, arise, you fair pretty maid
Out of your dozy dream
And go down to your dairy house
And fetch us a dish of cream

If not a dish of your fresh cream
A jug of your brown beer
And if we return for to tarry in your town
We'll call on you next year

The clock strikes one, it's time to be gone
We can no longer stay
So God bless you all, both middle great and small
And send you a happy May

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