Roger Quilter - It Was a Lover and His Lass

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It was a lover and his lass
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
That o'er the green corn-field did pass
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring

Between the acres of the rye
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring

This carol they began that hour
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
How that a life was but a flower
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring

And therefore take the present time
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
For love is crownéd with the prime
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring

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