Dad wrote this because, although May Day is a great day, there is little chance to chat & catch up with old friends. The day after, when all is quiet again, is the best time for that.

THE SECOND DAY OF MAY
(words & music by Larry McLaughlin)

When the flowers have all faded,
And the streets are looking bare,
And the 'Osses have been stabled,
And the crowds no longer there,
You can stroll around the harbour,
And watch the small boats in the bay,
You can have a drink with old friends,
On the Second Day of May.

As a youth I came into this town,
There were 'Osses in the square,
There was red and white and blue and white,
And flowers everywhere,
They were singing, they were dancing,
Oh, it turned my mind astray,
For I had come to Padstow
On the First day of May.

But when the flowers have all faded,
And the streets are looking bare,
And the 'Osses have been stabled,
And the crowds no longer there,
You can stroll around the harbour,
And watch the small boats in the bay,
You can have a drink with old friends,
On the Second Day of May.

Now some dancers they are dead and gone,
The rest are getting slow,
But the young ones they will carry on,
Traditions they all know.
Though my dancing days are nearly done,
And the years have slipped away,
I will always remember Padstow,
And my first, First Day of May.

But when the flowers have all faded,
And the streets are looking bare,
And the 'Osses have been stabled,
And the crowds no longer there,
You can stroll around the harbour,
And watch the small boats in the bay,
You can have a drink with old friends,
On the Second Day of May.

Unite, oh unite and let us all unite,
For summer is a-coming today,
You can have a drink with old friends,
On the Second Day of May.