The National Song Book - Online Music Book

250 Folk-songs, Carols, And Rounds with sheet music and lyrics

	48
	NOW IS THE MONTH OF MAYING.
	2. The Spring, clad all in gladness, Doth laugh at Winter's sadness, Fa la la la la la la la la, Fa la la la la la la. And to the bag-pipe's sound The nymphs tread out their ground. Fa la la la la, Fa la la la la la la la la la la la.	3. Fye then, why sit we musing, Sweet youth's delights refusing? Fa la la la la la la la la, Fa la la la la la la. Say, dainty nymphs, and speak, Shall we play barley-break ? Fa la la la la, Fa la la la la la la la la la la la,
	H 4868.