Staines Morris

%%stretchlast yes
X:1
T:Staines Morris
C:traditional
M:C
L:1/8
K:D minor
V:1 clef=treble
A2 d2 B2 ^c2 | d2 cB (A3 B) | (cd)(cB) A2 (GF) | (ED)(EF) D4 |
w:1.~Come ye young men, | come a-* long_ | With* your* mu- sic* | and* your* song.
w:2.~It's the choice time | of the* year_ | For* the* vio- lets* | now* ap-* pear.
w:3.~Here each bach- elor | there may* choose* | One* that* will not* | faith* a-* buse
w:4.~And when you well | reck- oned* have* | What* kis- ses you your* | sweet-* heart* gave
w:5.~When you thus have | spent your* time* | And* the* day be* | past* its* prime
(FG)(AB) A2 (GF) | (ED)(EF) D4 | (FG)(AB) A2 (GF) | (ED)(EF) D4 |
w:1.~Bring* your* las- ses* | in* your* hands | For* 'tis* that which* | love* com-* mands.
w:2.~Now* the* rose re-* | cevies* its* birth | And the pret- ty prim- rose* | decks* the* Earth.
w:3.~Nor* re-* pay with* | coy* dis-* dain | Love* that* should be* | loved* a-* gain.
w:4.~Take* them* all a-* | gain* and* more. | It* will* nev- er* | make* them* poor.
w:5.~To* your* beds re-* | pair* at* night. | And* dream* there of your | day's* de-* light.
F2 FF C2 C2 | (DE)(FG) (A3 B) | (cd)(cB) A2 (GF) | (ED)(EF) D4 |
w:Then to the May pole | haste* a-* way* | For* 'tis* now a* | hol-* i-* day.
F2 FF C2 C2 | (DE)(FG) (A3 B) | (cd)(cB) A2 (GF) | (ED)(EF) D4 |
w:Then to the May pole | haste* a-* way* | For* 'tis* now a* | hol-* i-* day.

Come ye young men, come along
With your music, dance and song
Bring your lasses in your hands
For tis that which love commands

Chorus:
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

[Chorus]

Here each bachelor may choose
One that will not faith abuse
Nor repay, with coy disdain
Love that should be loved again

[Chorus]

And when you well reckoned have
What kisses you your sweetheart gave
Take them all again, and more
It will never make them poor

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]