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