And all in the sunny weather
It's over the moorlands we will go,
You and I, my love, together.
Chorus: And then the birds will begin to sing,
And we will sing too, my dear,
To give good welcoming to the spring,
In the primrose-time o' the year—
In the primrose-time,
In the primrose-time,
In the primrose-time o' the year—