Come you all
Bold peasants
Attend my bold invite
Make a see never in history seen
Come with all children
Come to chill and churn
The ale is ready to charm
Let the drinkers joy
I will sing a song to children
And leave them to dance
Let them dance until ready to rest
Bowl of mulberries next to their resting ground
Come you all to my bold invite
I shall kill a good deer for roast
Come from sunrise til dawn
My abode is wide with resting fields
To where young lovers whisper in the dark
And children tend to hide and seek
Come and hasten the deer and ale
Come you all welcome
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