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  • CPDL #21916:     
Editor: Jens Klimek (submitted 2010-07-06).   Score information: A4, 7 pages, 55 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Concert arrangement
Arranger: Jens Klimek

General Information

Title: Searching for lambs
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)

Number of voices: 6vv   Voicing: SSATBB
with Alto solo and Baritone solo
Genre: SecularFolksong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

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As I went out one May morning,
One May morning betime,
I met a maid from home had strayed,
Just as the sun did shine

What makes you rise so soon, my dear,
Your journey to pursue?
Your pretty feet they tread so sweet,
Strike off the morning dew.

I'm going to feed my Father's flock,
His young and tender lambs,
That over hills and over dales
Lie waiting for their dams.

O stay! O stay! you handsome maid,
And rest a moment here,
For there is none but you alone
That I do love so dear.

How gloriously the sun doth shine,
How pleasant is the air,
I'd rather rest on a true love's breast
Than any other where.

For I am thine and thou art mine
No man shall uncomfort thee,
We'll join our hands in wedded bands
And a-married we will be.