"Nay, Lad, where all your mates are met

 

Go you the selfsame way,

Go you the selfsame way,

 

Another dance I would forget

Another dance I would forget

 

Wherein I too was gay."

Wherein I too was gay."

 

 

But here you sit long day by day

But here you sit long day by day

 

With those whose joys are done;

With those whose joys are done;

 

What mates these townfolk old and grey

What mates these townfolk old and grey

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