Lily of the valley, pinned to maidens fair The red of roses in their cheeks & garlands in their hair Menfolk in their finery in hats and polished shoes Time to settle all Their debts and pay what's overdue Shaking hands with 'One and all', enemies and friends Celebrating winter's end We'll see the old year out in style, And welcome in the new I'll dance and sway and weave my way Across the square to you A-way we go with a hal-an-tow We'll dance, And feast and sing A-way we go with a Hal-an-tow We'll drink and toast the spring The green man brings fertility and leads the serpentine Men and women, Young and old our rituals combine We dance for New life, dance for sun and dance for fortunes fair We sow our seed ... And a harvest we prepare We'll see the old year out in style, And welcome in the new I'll dance and sway and weave my way Across the square to you A-way we go with a hal-an-tow We'll dance, And feast and sing A-way we go with a Hal-an-tow We'll drink and toast the spring Red and white the roses Clear and bright the ale A shilling in your purse kind sir I wish that it was mine The 8th of May, St Michael's Day The end of wintertime