[Chorus]
Well, there's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
[Verse 1]
It's not like Pan to play his flute
For those who dance for fun
The fire flickers through poison roots
Where chance is on the run
It's not like elves to hide their gold
Where fortune seekers dive
Though pirate lore and island shore
Yield only ransomed lives
[Chorus]
And there's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
[Verse 2]
It's not like sirens to sing their songs
For sailors with cautious ears
They lure no coward right or wrong
And trade not death for fear
It's not like kings to yield their wines
For a hundred years of war
Though drop by drop the ancient vine
Paints blood on every door
[Chorus]
And there's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
[Verse 3]
It's not like girls to give consent
To men of ragged prose
Though poets sing of nursery rhymes
Their cradles are filled with hope
It's not like me to give my heart
In these drowsy daffodil days
Though dreams they douse the timid spark
Where sleep presents its plays
[Chorus]
There's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
And there's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
[Verse 4]
It's not like saints to tell their tales
Of nights on windswept moors
Where death defies the dreams of fate
To close the cellar door
It's not like shepherds to lay them down
When wolves are on the prowl
Though songs they scare the waking town
An ill wind has no howl
[Chorus]
And there's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
There's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
There's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
'Round the maypole like a day stole
Like our feet are borne of wings
[Outro]
There's May Day and May wine
And may I please come home?
But the briar grows before the rose
And neither grows alone
We'll dance tonight 'til we faint in the light
Of the dawn's sweet song of spring
May Day was written by Jack Hardy.