Pleasant and Delightful
Pleasant and Delightful
It was pleasant and delightful one midsummer's morn, When the fields and the meadows were all covered in corn, And the blackbirds and thrushes sang on every green spray, And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day. And the larks they sang melodious And the larks they sang melodious And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day
A sailor and his true love were a'walking that day. Said the sailor to his truelove, “I am bound far away I am bound for the East Indies where the load cannons roar I must go and leave my Nancy, she's the girl that I adore. I must go and leave my Nancy, I must go and leave my Nancy, I must go and leave my Nancy, she's the girl that I adore.
Then the ring from off her finger she instantly drew Saying, “Take this my dearest William and my heart will go too.” And whilst they stood embracing tears from her eyes fell, Saying, “May I go along with you?” “Oh, no, my love, farewell.” Saying, “May I go along with you?” Saying, “May I go along with you?” Saying, “May I go along with you?” “Oh, no, my love, farewell.
“So it's fare thee well my Nancy, I can no longer stay, For the topsail is hoisted and the anchor aweigh, And the ship lies awaiting for the next flowing tide; And if ever I return again, I will make you my bride.” And if ever I return again, And if ever I return again, And if ever I return again, I will make you my bride.”