Greensleeves

All in the beautiful month of May (June)
While the birds sang clear at the break of day
The sun was driving the clouds away
and the dew on the daisies like silver lay.

Ring wedding bells gaily ring
while the merry birds on the tree top sing
Open your casement bright
to the beams of the rosy (May) morning

A fairerer morning I na'er did see
And a fairer maiden can never be
she won my heart when she smiled at me
through the beams of the rosy (May) morning

CHORUS:

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
and who but my lady Greensleeves