Lyrics

It was a lover and his lass With a hey with a ho and a hey nonny no That o'er the green corn fields did pass In springtime The only pretty ring time When birds do sing Hey ding a ding a ding Sweet lovers love the spring Between the acres of the rye With a hey with a ho and a hey nonny no Those pretty country fools would lie In springtime The only pretty ring time When birds do sing Hey ding a ding a ding Sweet lovers love the spring This carol they began that hour With a hey with a ho and a hey nonny no How that a live was but a flow'r In springtime The only pretty ring time When birds do sing Hey ding a ding a ding Sweet lovers love the spring Then pretty lovers take their time With a hey with a ho and a hey nonny no For a love is crowned with such prime In springtime The only pretty ring time When birds do sing Hey ding a ding a ding Sweet lovers love the spring