The Miller's Wedding

Leave, neighbours, your work, and to sport and to play; Let the tabor strike up, and the village be gay; No day thro' the year shall more cheerful be seen, For Ralph of the Mill marries Sue of the Green.

I love Sue, and Sue loves me, And while the wind blows, And while the mill goes, Who'll be so happy, so happy as we!

Let lords and fine folks, who for wealth take a bride, Be marry'd to day, and to-morrow be cloy'd; My body is stout, and my heart is as sound, And my love, like my courage, will never give ground. CHORUS—I love Sue, &c.

Let ladies of fashion the best jointures wed, And prudently take the best bidders to bed; Such signing and sealing's no part of our bliss, We settle our hearts, and we seal with a kiss. CHORUS— I love Sue, &c.

Tho' Ralph is not courtly, nor none of your beaus, Nor bounces, nor flatters, nor wears your fine cloaths, In nothing he'll follow the folks of high life, Nor e'er turn his back on his friend or his wife. CHORUS—I love Sue, &c.

While thus I am able to work at my mill, While thus thou art kind, and thy tongue but lies still, Our joys shall continue, and ever be new, And none be so happy as Ralph and his Sue. CHORUS—I love Sue, &c.