Shirley Collins - Awake Awake - Split Ash Tree - final verse Awake Awake - May Carol - Southover lyrics

[Awake Awake] [Verse 1] Awake, awake sweet England Sweet England now awake And to you prayers obediently And do your souls partake For our Lord our God is calling All in the skies so clear So repent, repent sweet England For dreadful days draw near [Chorus] Let us pray And to the living Lord Let us play [Verse 2] It's woe unto the women Who [?] with childhood go Likewise their silly nurses As they gave s**le sow For there's never any man so stout Nor man nor woman goes gay But d**h will rot your bones And your flesh will melt away [Chorus] Let us pray And to the living Lour Let us pray [Verse 3] Today you may be here dear man With many a thousand pounds Tomorrow you'll be dead and gone And buried underground Oh with one stone at your head dear man Another at your feet Your good deeds and your bad deeds Will all together meet [Chorus] Let us pray And to the living Lord Let us pray [Split Ash Tree] [Instrumental] [Awake Awake] [Verse 4] God bless the master of this house And send him long to reign Likewise his loving mistress Kind [?] to maintain But we'll shake all care and sorrow Put on our best array For wish you all good morrow God send us a joyful may [Chorus] Let us pray And it's to the living Lord Let us pray [May Carol] [Verse] We have been a'wondering all this night And the better part of the day And 'er return back home again We'll bring you back a branch of May A branch of May we do bring you And at your door we stand It is but a sprig but it's well bu*ted out By the work of God's own hand The hedges and the fields are growing so green As green as gra** can be Our heavenly father watereth them With his heavenly dew so sweet Arise, arise you pretty fair maids And take our [?] For if it is gone before tomorrow morn You would say we have brought you none I've got a little purse in my back pocket Tied up with a silken string And all that it lacks is a few small pence But I line it well within Our song is done we must be gone No longer can we stay God bless you all both great and small And we wish you a joyful May [Southover] [Instrumental]