When the winds go Maying,
All in the woods so green,
The village chimes,
In the good old times,
Rung out for the young May-queen.
'Twas a goodly sight
When the maidens bright,
And the lads of generous mould,
Went out with the winds a-Maying
In the merry days of old.
A-Maying! A-Maying!
Went out with the winds a-Maying
In the merry days of old!
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