Thomas Morley: It was a lover and his lass
(As You Like It)
(Music in Shakespeare's time, Track 10)
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, with a ho, with a hey nonino
That o'er the green cornfields did pass
In spring time, 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, with a hey nonino
Those pretty country folks would lie
In spring time, 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, with a hey nonino
For love is crown'd with the prime
In spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.
With a hey, with a ho, with a hey nonino
That o'er the green cornfields did pass
In spring time, 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, with a hey nonino
Those pretty country folks would lie
In spring time, 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, with a hey nonino
For love is crown'd with the prime
In spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.


