Lyrics It was a Lover and his Lass - Ars Antiqua de Paris, THOMAS MORLEY

It was a Lover and his Lass

IT was a lover and his lass
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
That o’er the green corn-field did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring
Between the acres of the rye
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring
And, pray till lovers take the time
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
For love is crown`d with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring