Away in the ancient time,
When the men were brave and the women fair,
And the world was in its prime;
And the priest he had his book,
And the scholar had his gown,
And the old knight stout, he walked about
With his broadsword hanging down.
Ye may see this world was a brave old world,
In the days long past and gone,
And the sun it shone, and the rain it rained,