Rosebud in June Songtext
von Steeleye Span
Rosebud in June Songtext
It′s a rosebud in June and the violet's in full bloom
And the small birds are singing love songs on each spray
We′ll pipe and we'll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it′s oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
When we have all sheared our jolly, jolly sheep
What joy can be greater than to talk of their increase
We′ll pipe and we'll sing love
We′ll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it's oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
For their flesh it is good, it′s the best of all food
And their wool it will clothe us and keep our backs from the cold
We'll pipe and we′ll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it's oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
Here′s the ewes and the lambs, here′s the hogs and the rams
And the fat wethers too they will make a fine show
We'll pipe and we′ll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it′s oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
And the small birds are singing love songs on each spray
We′ll pipe and we'll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it′s oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
When we have all sheared our jolly, jolly sheep
What joy can be greater than to talk of their increase
We′ll pipe and we'll sing love
We′ll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it's oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
For their flesh it is good, it′s the best of all food
And their wool it will clothe us and keep our backs from the cold
We'll pipe and we′ll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it's oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
Here′s the ewes and the lambs, here′s the hogs and the rams
And the fat wethers too they will make a fine show
We'll pipe and we′ll sing love
We'll dance in a ring love
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass
And it′s oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and the lasses to sheep shearing go
Writer(s): Robert Johnson, Peter Knight, Rick Kemp, Maddy Prior, Tim Hart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com