Winter time has gone and past-o, Summer time has come at last-o. We shall sing and dance the day And follow the 'obby 'orse that brings the May. So, Hail! Hail! The First of May-o! For it is the first summer's day-o! Cast you cares and fears away, Drink to the old horse on the First of May! Blue bells they have started to ring-o, And true love, it is the thing-o. Love on any other day Is never quite the same as on the First of May! Never let it come to pass-o We should fail to raise a glass-o! Unto those now gone away And left us the 'obby 'orse that brings the May!