It's a rosebud in June

It's a rosebud in June,

and the violets in full bloom

The small birds are singing

love songs from each spray.

Refrain:

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 all to plow

Where the fat oxen graze low;

And the lads and the lasses do sheepshearing go.

When we have all shear'd, our jolly, jolly sheep

Nothing brings more joy, than to talk of their increase.

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Refrain