A sweet country life is most pleasant and charming,
All for to walk abroad on a fine summer's morning,
Bright Phoebus did a-shine and the hills was adorning
As Molly she sat a-milking on a fair summer's morning.
No fiddle, no flute, nor hautboy, nor spinnet
Is not to be compared to the lark or the linnet.
Down as I did lie all among the green rushes
'Twas there I did hear the charms of the blackbirds and thrushes.
Cecil Sharp's Collection of English Folk Songs, Vol 2, p 184, No 250, ed Maud Karpeles , Oxford University Press, 1974
Sung by William Henry Watts at Tewkesbury, Gloucestershire, 11 April 1908
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