| This carol they began that hour, | |
| With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, | |
| How that life was but a flower | 15 |
| In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, | |
| When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; | |
| Sweet lovers love the spring. |
Don't forget to come out tomorrow night. There will be a surprise on the program, and I think you'll like it!
