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Staines Morris 
Staines Morris 
Come ye young men, come along With your music, dance and song Bring your lasses in your hands For tis that which love commands
 Then to the Maypole haste away For 'tis now our holiday 
It is the choice time of the year For the violets now appear Now the rose receives its birth And the pretty primrose decks the earth 
Here each bachelor may choose One that will not faith abuse Nor repay, with coy disdain Love that should be loved again 
And when you well reckoned have What kisses you your sweetheart gave Take them all again, and more It will never make them poor 
When you thus have spent your time And the day be past its prime To your beds repair at night And dream there of your day's delight 
recorded by John and Tony SOF