キー: E major•
Verse 1
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The sun does arise
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and make happy the skies
The merry bells ring to welcome the spring
The skylark and thrush,
the birds of the bush
Sing louder around
to the bells' tearful sound
Old John with white hair,
Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak,
Among the old folk.
They laugh at our play,
And soon they all say,
Such, such were the joys,
When we old girls and boys,
On the echoing green.
Till the little one's weary,
no more can be merry.
The sun does descend,
Round the laps of their mothers,
many sisters and brothers,
Like birds in their nest,
are ready for rest.
And sport no more seen,
you
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