Lyrics:

How Pleasant In Winterto Sit By The Hobjust Listening To The Barksand The Howls Of The Dogor To Walk Through The Green Fieldswhere Wild Daisies Grewto Pluck The Wild Flowersin The May Morning Dewwhen Summer Is Comingwhen Summer Is Nearwith The Trees Oh So Greenand The Sky Bright And Clearand The Wee Birds All Singingtheir Loved Ones To Wooand Young Flowers All Springingin The May Morning Dewi Remember The Old Folkall Now Dead And Goneand Likewise My Two Brothersyoung Dennis And Johnhow We Ran O''er The Heatherthe Wild Hare To Pursueand The Proud Deer We Huntedin The May Morning Dewof The House I Was Born Inthere''s But A Stone On The Stoneand Now All ''round The Gardenwild Thistles Have Grownand Gone Are The Neighboursthat I Once Knewno More Will We Wanderthrough The May Morning Dew