But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
'Gainst Knaves and Theeves men shut their gate,
For the raine it raineth every day.
But when I came, alas, to wive,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the raine it raineth every day.
But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the raine,