Echoes of Youth

[Verse] The sun does arise and make happy the skies The merry bells ring. To welcome the spring. The sky-lark and thrush, The birds of the bush Sing louder around to the bells cheerful sound While our sports shall be seen On the Ecchoing Green. Old John, with white hair Does laugh away care, Sitting under the oak, Among the old folk, They laugh at our play [pizzicato] And soon they all say [chorus] ‘Such were the joys (When we all girls & boys) In our youth-time were seen, On the Ecchoing Green.’