Come Live With Me
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
And all the craggy mountains yields.
Come live with me, and be my love.
There will I make you beds of roses
With a thousand fragrant posies,
And if these pleasures may you move,
Come live with me, and be my love.
Come live with me, and be my love.
The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For your delight each May morning:
If these delights your mind may move,
Then live with me, and be my love.
Come live with me, and be my love.
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
Come live with me, and be my love.
There will I make you beds of roses
With a thousand fragrant posies,
And if these pleasures may you move,
Then live with me, and be my love.
Come live with me, and be my love.
If that the world and love were young
And truth in every shepherds' tongue
These pretty pleasures might me moved
To live with you, and be your love
Come live with me, and be my love.
