O, the Month of May Lyrics by Roger Quilter
O, the month of May, the merry month of May
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green!
O, and then did I unto my true love say
“Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my summer’s Queen.”
Now the nightingale, the pretty nightingale
The sweetest singer in all the forest quire
Lo, yonder she sitteth, her breast against a briar
But O, I spy the cuckoo, the cuckoo, the cuckoo;
Come away, I prithee, I do not like the cuckoo;
Should sing when my Peggy and I kiss and toy
O, the month of May, the merry month of May
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green;
And then did I unto my true love say
“Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my summer’s Queen.”
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Roger Quilter Lyrics – O, the Month of May