Searching for Lambs

As I roved out one May morning

One May morning betimes

I met a maid who from home had strayed

Just as the sun did shine

What makes you rise so soon my dear

Your journey to fulfil

Your pretty feet they tread so sweet

Strike up the morning dew

I'm going to feed my father's flock

His young and tender lambs

That over hills and over dales

Lie waiting for their dams

Oh stay oh stay you handsome maid

And rest a moment here

For there is none but you alone

That I do love so dear

How gloriously the sun doth shine

How pleasant is the air

I'd rather rest on my true love's breast

Than any other where

For I am thine and thou art mine

No man shall uncomfort thee

We'll join our hands in wedded bans

And married we will be

How gloriously the sun doth shine

How pleasant is the air

I'd rather rest on my true love's breast

Than any other where

For I am thine and thou art mine

No man shall uncomfort thee

We'll join our hands in wedded bans

And married we will be