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Rosebud in June
We'll pipe and we'll sing, Love,
We'll dance in a ring, Love.
When each lad takes his lass,
All on the green grass,
And it's all to plow
Where the fat oxen graze low;
And the lads and the lasses do sheepshearing go.
It's a rosebud in June, and the violets in full bloom
The small birds are singing love songs from each spray.
When we have all shear'd, our jolly, jolly sheep
Nothing brings more joy, than to talk of their increase.
Oh their flesh it is good, it's the best of all foods
And their wool it will clothe us and keep our backs from the cold.
Here's the yowes and the lambs, here's the hoggs and the rams.
And the fat wedders too they will make a fine show.
Recorded By Steeleye Span