Latine Songs :: :: University of Virginia Library

Would God it were Holy-day,
Hey derry down, down derry;
That with my Love I might go play,
With oh! my heart is merry:
My whole delight
Is in her sight:

Would God I had her Company, her Company,
Hey down down, derry derry down.

II

My Love is fine, my Love is fair,
Hey derry down, &c.
No Maid may well with her compare
In Kent or Canterbury;
From her my Love
Shall ne'r remove:

Would God I had, &c.

III

To see her laugh, to see her smile,
Hey derry down, &c.
Doth all my sorrows quite beguile,
And makes my heart full merry;

No grief doth grow
Where she doth go:

Would God I had, &c.

IV

When I do meet her on the Green,
Aey derry down, &c.
Methinks she looks like Beauties Queen,
Which makes my heart full merry;
Then I her greet
With kisses sweet:

Would God I had, &c.

V

My Love comes not of churlish kind,
Hey derry down, &c.
But bears a loving courteous mind,
Which makes my heart full merry;
She is not coy,
She is my Joy:

Would God I had, &c.

VI

Till Sunday comes, farewell, my Dear,
Hey derry down, &c.
When we do meet, we'll make good Cheer,
And then we will be merry.

If thou love me,
I will love Thee,

And still delight thy Company, thy Company,
Hey down down, derry derry down.