The sun does arise
And make happy the skies
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring
Sing louder around
To the bells' cheerful sound
While our sports shall be seen
On the echoing green
Such
Such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green
Such
Such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green
The sun does descend
And our sports have an end
Till the little ones are weary
No more can be merry
Like birds in their nest
They are ready for rest
The sport is no more seen
On the darkening green
Such
Such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green
Such
Such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green