Lascivious Beltane, everyone!

Unite and unite, oh let us all uniteFor summer is a’coming todayAnd whither we are going, we all will uniteIn the merry morning of May.

Oh, where are the young men that now here should danceFor summer is a’coming todayWell some there are in England and some are in FranceIn the merry morning of May

Oh, where are the maidens that now here should singFor summer is a’coming todayThey’re all out in the meadows a flower gatheringIn the merry morning of May

The young men of Padstow they might if the wouldFor summer is a’coming todayThey might have built a ship and gilded it with goldIn the merry morning of May

Oh where is Saint George, oh where is he ohHe’s down in his longboat upon the salt sea ohUp flies the kite, down falls the lark-oAnd Ursula Birdwood, she had an old eweAnd she died in her bark-o

With a merry ring and joyful springFor summer is a’coming todayOh happy are the little birds and merrily do they singIn the merry morning of May

Unite and unite oh let us all uniteFor summer is a’coming todayAnd whither we are going we all will uniteIn the merry morning of MayIn the merry morning of May

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“Padstow” by the Rankin Family. Happy May Day! Lascivious Beltane!

Unite and unite, oh let us all unite
For summer is a’coming today
And whither we are going, we all will unite
In the merry morning of May.

Oh, where are the young men that now here should dance?
For summer is a’coming today
Well some there are in England and some are in France
In the merry morning of May

Oh, where are the maidens that now here should sing?
For summer is a’coming today
They’re all out in the meadows a flower gathering
In the merry morning of May

The young men of Padstow they might if they would 
For summer is a’coming today
They might have built a ship and gilded it with gold
In the merry morning of May

Oh where is Saint George, oh where is he oh?
He’s down in his longboat upon the salt sea oh
Up flies the kite, down falls the lark-o
And Ursula Birdwood, she had an old ewe
And she died in her own park-o

With a merry ring and joyful spring
For summer is a’coming today
Oh happy are the little birds and merrily do they sing
In the merry morning of May

Unite and unite oh let us all unite
For summer is a’coming today
And whither we are going we all will unite
In the merry morning of May
In the merry morning of May!