Lyrics Young Man's Fancy - The Amazing Blondel

Young Man's Fancy

Here’s to my acquaintance, and companion
Lift your glass
I love you, and leave you
I do, give you, all my best
Here’s to lovely lasses
Who by now are sleeping sound
We miss you, and kiss you,
We will, until we can no longer hope
And I would spread the softest ground,
For you to walk around,
If I could be your right hand,
I’d bless the seed that I would sow,
And hope that it would grow
Into a sight to hold you
And we could have the richest thing
To make your songbird sing
A tale to haunt the evening.
Then I would give you every note
Of every song I wrote
For them to ring forever