Through days are slow far from town Come along and settle down The way you're dancing gown In springtime of the year Youre loving will not go in vain My holdings and my land to again If we were just to take my name In the springtime of the year Oh how happy you could be here In the Springtime of the year The sun will burn up all the snows And pull the barley up in rows And where it comes from, heaven knows In springtime of the year Alas, the summer is over No more yellow clover We will soon know brown october Till the springtime of the year How happy you could be here in In the springtime of the year Ohh sleet of snow will keep you here Till the springtime of the year