A branch of May
 I've been a wand'ring all the night
 and the best part of the day.
 When I return back home again,
 I'll bring you a branch of May.
 Oo~.
 A branch of May,my love,I say,
 here at your door I stand.
 It's just a sprout,but it's well budded out,
 by the work of the Lord's own hand.
 A branch of May.
 A branch of May.
 My song is done,
 I must be gone.
 I can no longer stay.
 God bless you all both great and small,
 and send you a joyful May.