This morning is the first of May The bright time of the year And if I live and tarry here I'll call another year And if I live and tarry here I'll call another year The fields and meadows are so green So green as any leaf Our Heavenly Father waters them With His heavenly dew so sweet Our Heavenly Father waters them With His heavenly dew so sweet A man, a man, his life's a span It flourishes like a flower He's here today and gone tomorrow He's gone all in an hour He's here today and gone tomorrow He's gone all in an hour He's here today and gone tomorrow He's gone all in an hour The clock strikes one I must be gone I can no longer stay So come downstairs my pretty maids all And look at my branch of may So come downstairs my pretty maids all And look at my branch of may I have a purse in my pocket It's drawn with silken string And all it wants is a little money To line it well within And all it wants is a little money To line it well within