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Padstow Hobby Hoss
THE MORNING SONG Unite and unite and let us all unite, For summer it is come unto day; And whither we are going we all will unite In the merry
morning of May. Arise up, Mr. --, and joy you betide, For summer is come unto day; And bright is your bride that lays by your side In the merry
morning of May. Arise up, Mrs. --, and gold be your ring, For summer is come unto day; And give to us a cup of ale, the merrier we shall sing In the merry
morning of May. Arise up, Miss --, all in your smock of silk, For summer is come unto day; And all your body under as white as any milk, In the merry
morning of May. The young men of Padstow might, if they would, For summer is come unto day; They might have built a ship and gilded her with gold In the merry
morning of May. Now fare you well, and we bid you good cheer, For summer is come unto day; We will come no more unto your house before another year, In the merry morning of May.
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THE DAY SONG Awake, St. George, our English knight, For summer is a' come O, and winter is ago; And every day God give us His grace By day and by
night O! Where is St. George, where is he O? He is out in his long boat all on the salt sea O! And in every land O! the land where'er we go, And for to fetch the summer home. The summer and the May O, For summer is a conic, And winter is
a go. Where are the French dogs that make such boast O? They shall eat the grey goose feather, And we will cattle roast O ! And in every land O ! the land where'er we go, The summer
and the May O Thou mightst have shown thy knavish face! Thou mightst have tarried at home O ! But thou shalt be an old cuckold, And thou shalt wear the horns O; The summer and the May O.
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ADDITIONAL
CHORUS With hal-an-tow [a] and jolly rumble O, For summer is a come O, and winter is a go, And in every land O, the land where'er we go, Up flies the kite, and down falls the lark O ! Aunt Ursula Birdhood she had an old ewe, And she died in her own park O ! And for to fetch the summer home. [a] Cornish jollification
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