Twas on a bright morning, a morning in May, The lads and the lasses all went out to play; The birds from each bush with a song did delight 'em, The merry pipe and tabor to dance did invite 'em; Then to it they buckled, each lad with his lass, Led by Susan and Roger upon the green grass.
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