Oh The Geese Fly And The Peewhit Sing as I Ride On My Horse, On The First Day Of Spring and The River Flows O'er The Grass So Green as I Fly To My Lady, Of Catrine
and In My Mind, The Church Bell Rings could It Be, Just For Me, On The First Day Of Spring some Wedding Scene, Upon A Village Green wish It Were Me, And My Lady Of Catrine
well The Wind Is Fresh And My Eyes Are Bright as I See My Lady's Castle Come Into Sight and I'll Bow To Her, Like A King To Queen then I'll Kiss My Sweet Lady, Of Catrine