Heigh-ho, the world is green today
(_Steady, my boy, stand still!_)
Old Fool-Heart sings his roundelay
Rides not his Love a-down yon way?
(_Steady, my boy, stand still,_
_And you shall have your will!_)
You see him do you Open-Eyed,
(_Steady, my boy, stand still!_)
You beckon him unto your side,
In with the spur then, after ride!
(_Faster, my lad, oh still,_
_Catch Her a-top the hill!_)
—JOHN MACK, JR.
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