I have a bag on my right arm
Draws up with a silken string,
Nothing does it want but a silver piece
To line it well within.
8.
And now my song is almost done,
I can no longer stay,
God bless you all, both great and small,
I wish you a joyful May.
I have a bag on my right arm
Draws up with a silken string,
Nothing does it want but a silver piece
To line it well within.
8.
And now my song is almost done,
I can no longer stay,
God bless you all, both great and small,
I wish you a joyful May.