John Ireland - A Report Song

Shall we go dance the hay, the hay?
Never pipe could ever play
Better shepherd's roundelay

Shall we go sing the song, the song?
Never Love did ever wrong
Fair maids, hold hands all along

Shall we go learn to woo, to woo?
Never thought came ever to
Better deed could better do

Shall we go learn to kiss, to kiss?
Never heart could ever miss
Comfort, where true meaning is

Thus at base they run, they run
When the sport was scarce begun
But I waked, and all was done